Prepare yourselves…this post may lean on the side of depressing.
Starting with the “other stuff” since it’s shorter…we didn’t get the house I mentioned in my post yesterday. I think I knew we wouldn’t as soon as our realtor said there were multiple offers.
But I’m still disappointed.
There were so many ways that house would have been perfect for our family and a tiny part of me had already started to plan how to best use our new space as though the power of positive thinking would sway things in our favor.
So, we must move forward and it’s overwhelming (already?!).
Why is it so hard to trust God in this?!
Help me, Lord, in my unbelief. I want to confidently claim that You have something better for us, but I’m finding it difficult due to all the positives in that home.
So, that struggle is real. Let’s get to the fitness update…(dum, dum, dummmmm….think ominous drum sounds here)
I made it through Week 1 of Couch 2 5k, then when I started the first jog on Week 2 Day 2 I felt pain. Did I stop? Oh no. Mary’s got goals and doesn’t have time to take care of herself in the process of reaching them. I pressed on and paid through the nose for it.
Shin splits, people. Shin splints.
At one point they hurt so bad that getting up and down from the floor to play with my babies was torture. I just wanted to cry with the pain. Thankfully I saw my chiropractor about a week or so after I first knew I had them and he introduced me to Rock Tape.
Though I didn’t exactly like having tan strips down my legs for all the world to see, I didn’t take it off until after the allotted time had passed because it brought sweet relief. Soon after that, I couldn’t tell I had them (most of the time).
It cost me the rest of the month. I had to stop doing jumping jacks in my workouts with Mr. Beck – it hurt too much. Then I got off the bandwagon further while he was on his trip.
And here we are almost halfway through July and we haven’t even taken our next set of measurements because what’s the point? Nothing has changed.
The word “failure” keeps floating in front of my eyes.
So, I’m trying to get back on the bandwagon. Thanks to one of my husband’s uncles I now have a new running plan that moves at a more reasonable pace. I just need to get over the “fear hump” and get started. This is easier said than done because I really, really, REALLY don’t want to get shin splints again and that’s not likely if I don’t run, right? Some of you might say “don’t run then!” But I really do enjoy running, especially when I get to that point when I feel I can just keep going and going and going…
I also got some recommendations on good postpartum exercises designed to strengthen my core without pulling or otherwise injuring something important.
So, yeah…this month my goal is to get back on the bandwagon. Get back to my exercising and getting fit. Get back to attempting to reach some highly desired goals.
And collecting boxes to pack because regardless of whether we have a house or not, we have to be out of our apartment by September 8th. That may sound like a ways away, but I’m finding with two under two to keep me busy each day, time moves pretty quickly.
Good night, friends. Till next time!