Month 2

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooow....

Okay yeah, this is just as hard the second time.

We just finished our third Fit Test (25 minutes) as well as the first round of MAX Interval Circuit (60 minutes). Though we knew that an hour long workout was following the Fit Test, it didn't stop us from giving it our all. I was actually pleasantly surprised with the results of the Fit Test.

Because we'd had such a hard time in June with keeping up with working out, I expected my stats to be lower than my last. As we were running through the brief warm up, I was struggling to even do anything. I just went through the motions, with my feet feeling like dead weights and prayed, "God, please just help me finish."

Well, He did a lot more than that. Not only did I finish, but all of my stats (except the Suicide Jumps) were higher than last time; some, even significantly higher. Granted, at the end of the workout I was sprawled out on the floor in exhaustion, but I'd finished and even finished well.

Then came part two. Wheehee.

It felt like the majority of the workout I was just standing there in a daze, but the reality is, I did a lot more of the workout than I had done last time or even expected to be able to do this time. There will still several reps that I sat out, panting. But I managed to make it through most of it (yay, God!).

I'm currently drenched in sweat and my limbs are very wobbly, but also content and even happy with today's  workout. After we finished my sister looked at me and said smiling, "Just think, this is all to get you ready for the Tough Mudder!!"

So can't wait!

NOT A FAILURE!

So I was talking to my sister in law earlier today and she reminded me that based on my last post (that has been up for several weeks now), as far as the rest of the world knows at this point.....

I am now a failure.

Ha! Well, happy to report to the rest of the world that this is not the case. We just completed Recovery Week, which is by no means a walk in the park, and will be doing our next Fit Test as well as an hour long (yes, you read that correctly, a whole.sweaty.tearful.hour) MAX Interval Circuit.

Yay us.

I am certainly skeptical about how well it's going to go tomorrow seeing as I've been hard pressed to finish a Pure Cardio circuit without taking far more breaks than I'm supposed to or even just staring at the TV in horror at any particular exercise. But I do know this... with a bit of determination, hard work, and a whole lot of grace and mercy from God, we will get through it again.

Heck, we've already done it once and lived to tell the tale and we're stronger and healthier than we were then. We're doing this.

Next thing on the agenda (and I actually really need to do this) is 1) order Shakeology; and 2) start a plan for after month two ends so that I can get back into running to train for Tough Mudder in April (which, though still several months out... is coming up at a scarily rapid pace).

Whohoo!! :)

Disaster June

Okay,

June was pretty much an epic fail as far as working out goes. Between being gone three out of the four weekends and everybody getting sick at least once, we really fell of the bandwagon.

BUT ... I still did workout on my birthday (whohooo!). Believe me, that was a huge hurdle right there. With the day off work and the gloomy morning, everything reminded me of my "right" to stay in bed that morning. But, with the help of my sister, I did roll out of bed and make my way downstairs.

Among our travels was an overnight stay at a mountain resort where swimming in the lake was not optional. It was pretty cool that for the first time I didn't feel like I needed to be completely wrapped up in a towel whenever I wasn't in the water because I was ashamed of my body. I was actually content to just sit there; knowing I wasn't the "hottest" babe on the beach, but I also wasn't a sad scary person to look at either. It seems small, but this actually was a huge victory for me.

This summer has been the first summer where I've really been willing to go out in a swimsuit at all (*ahem* at the private pool in a friend's backyard) much less sit on a public dock by a lake with at least a hundred other people. AND I let my little brother take pictures of me in it! Holy cow! No, I won't be sporting a bikini any time soon (actually, probably ever), but small victories are still victories.

Joseph, me, and Abbey - not THE most flattering picture of any of us, but it's what I've got. 

We got back into Insanity this morning and it felt like we'd had six months off rather than just a week. We decided to bump back a week to get ourselves back into it before starting "Recovery Week" and then jumping into Month 2. Hopefully it'll work!

Gettin' fit so I don't get out! :)