Today I started the Couch to 5k program. So that makes today day one. I am impressed with myself for a few reasons.
1) I dragged my butt out of bed at 5:00 am this morning to exercise.
2) I ran today. I actually ran. Sure it was only 60 seconds at a time, but for me it is an accomplishment of sorts.
3) Did I mention I was exercising at 5:00 am? This is kind of a big deal.
I have been wanting to get back into a workout routine, but I have had some legitimate and not so legitimate reasons for not pushing myself to actually do it. The biggest factor was The Diva. I don't get alone time. Ever. Or at least hardly ever. I have showered alone, without anyone in the room exactly two times this month. Every other time I had a little person on the other side of the curtain asking me if I was playing with her toys. I decided I had to just bite the bullet and do something. The Husband leaves for work at 6:45 every day, so I figured if I get up in the wee hours of the morning, while everyone is still asleep, I can have my workout. I've tried walking with The Diva in the stroller, but to me my exercise time really needs to be ME TIME! When I was a single, childless gal, I worked out every day. Sometimes I would let myself have Sundays off, but it was a part of my routine that was so important to my mental and physical health. You could find me every day after work in my apartment complex fitness center sweating away to BET's Rap City. I miss those days a little. Everything changes when you get married, and then again when you have children. But if I am going to revert back to something from my single days why not let it be the healthy parts?