As you may have heard in a previous post last year, I was helping my mom as her personal trainer. I showed her some things to do at the gym. We'd make sure we'd make it to the gym at least 5-6 times a week and then on the other days away from the gym we'd have to still do something active. We we're holding eachother accountable and making to check in with eachtoher on what we did that day to be active. We we're loosing weight and building muscle together. It felt great. That lasted an entire month...and then just ended.
Well I don't like to call myself a quitter so this morning I told Mom we're going to start back up again! I really can't wait.
I can't wait to feel sore again.
I can't wait to see muscles definition again.
I can't wait to feel comfortable in my clothes again.
I can't wait to see Drew's face when I show the amount of pushups I can do.
I can't wait to sign up for 5k's and get faster at each one.
I can't wait to live and breathe "HEALTHY"
I can't wait to get excited to read a Runners World magazine.
I can't wait to get excited to go to zumba, FREE Saturday Crossfit at my box, and cycling class.
I can't wait to FEEL happy again.
I can't wait to receive the compliments again.
I am soooo ready and I know my Mom is ready too. She's ready to have someone push her to her limits, to tell her no to that chocolate cake, and to be told that someone is very proud of her.