These Mummy classes are pretty handy really aren’t they!? I mean, there I was thinking I wouldn’t be into such things, but actually – when you’re wanting to work out, being amongst new mummas and babbas who are in the same boat as you, is pretty handy. Where else can you take your darling little ones to a class, where if they scream or cry, or more to the point, you need a breather, can use said little one as an excuse to skip out for a minute… or ten!? Continue reading
Today was a big day in the world of exercising “with child”. I braved what they like to call a “Power Pramming” group.
I think it went really well actually. Like, REALLY well. We survived the torture… It might have something to do with the first 30 minutes passing us by as though it never even happened, I mean, I don’t know. It might have been due to the fact that the first 30 minutes never did happen.
It’s the day after I decided to finally get my weights in from the garage and pull a few moves with them. It’s shocking to see how much my strength has deteriorated since bringing another mini human into the world. I mean – I could only manage 3 sets of 5 weighted squats, as opposed to my usual 3 sets of 10. And my lunges? Well, they were near on impossible. It’s like my legs just won’t bend in the way they should for such a movement. On top of that, I’m not allowed to do any form of sit up yet while my stomach muscles are “fusing” back together after the big heave ho. So instead, I opted for some leg raises while laying on the floor. I mean. Seriously. It’s like someone had delved into my body, ripped out my muscles and replaced them books. That’s how useless I was. Continue reading
There are many ways in which you can track your progress… weight, body photo diary, food diary.
Mine? Well, I know when I’m on the up when I realise that instead of demolishing a bag of Twirl Bites AND a bag of Giant Milkybar Buttons every night (I did tell you I’ve obtained a slight chocolate addiction)… I’ve gone almost four days with those bags still in tact in my drawer. They wouldn’t have lasted a single minute last week. Now look at me!!! I’m a walking success story! Continue reading
Following on from my last post, I might have mentioned that a holiday is the way to go in my quest for getting myself back in shape. It’s an expensive target, but one that I truly believes works. Continue reading
Oh hello, it’s been a while. I might have been somewhat distracted of late, with the arrival of a mini human.
The baking and arrival of said miniature being, has caused me to gain not only weight, but an addiction to chocolate. OK the weight front hasn’t actually been as bad as I’d anticipated. To be honest, I was preparing myself for the reflection in the mirror to resemble something of Elephant (wo)Man, but, and I’m not being smug about this by any means, I fit into my pre preggo clothes 7 weeks down the line… So that must mean I’ve done OK. Continue reading