My physical life has been interrupted. Mostly by the unseen. A little life growing inside of me that has an aversion to most things like breathing, saliva, swallowing, food & walking. Luckily, I know this will pass & I must be patient in obeying the demands of this little fetus.
My mornings are usually a whirlwind. Jumping out of bed, getting the kids dressed, cutting up apple slices & buttering toast for the car ride to our beloved gym. I get an hour or two to relieve some aggression & the kids get playtime with friends. Win, win. After the gym it's nearly time for lunch & then off to school for Son & a nap for Dot.
Well it's been over a week since I've stepped foot in the gym & I've realized just how much time in the day there really is because I don't feel like cooking, cleaning, playing... wow, do the minutes drag. However, I might have stumbled on a concoction that helps. Today although I might not feel "gym ready," I might feel taking the kids to the park ready.
So alas, small victories are still victories. Although I already feel the abdominals weakening, I also feel my heart growing. Funny how that works.
See you soon gym. I'm not down for the count inevitably.