is a funny name for this post, considering that I still don’t see it too well. 😛
I’ve been terrible at updating this as frequently as I’d like to, but unfortunately the demands on my time at this point in the school year are high, and that leaves little time for anything non-school related, including self-care and exercise. The past couple of weeks I haven’t been as dedicated to my workout routine as I have been, and while I haven’t suffered terribly, I also haven’t been feeling my best. I feel fantastic and invincible when I exercise on a regular basis, and the past three weeks, I’ve been lucky to hit the gym 2 or 3 times during the week, which is 2-3 times a week less than I’ve become accustomed to.
Part of it is the busy-ness of my life at the moment, and part of it is the sheer lack of motivation I’m experiencing in my work life. I’ve reached a crossroads with myself with regard to my career, and I don’t know that what I do makes me happy anymore. I’ve struggled with it for a few months now, and I feel like internally, things are reaching a fever pitch with regard to what to do next. But that’s a post for another blog at another time.
This internal struggle is spilling over into my “me” time–I’m not feelin’ it at work, and as a consequence, I’m not feelin’ it at home either. So what do you do? If you’re me, you have an internal dialogue with yourself.
I told myself this past week that it was time to get back on the horse and ride. So this week, I’ve been back to the gym three times since Monday, which is better than I did last week. The plan is to hit it again tomorrow for a leg workout, and then Monday for chest and back and some cardio. I’m just ready for the summer to get here so that I can invest more time into my health than I have been. I feel like I’ve been slacking off, and I haven’t been feeling as good as I do when I exercise regularly. I want to reclaim that feeling–I liked how I felt when I exercised nearly every day.
I’ve been pinning workouts for arms and back on my Pinterest board dedicated to exercise so that I can refer back to them, do them, and turn my arms into killer arms. They might not be Michelle Obama’s or Angela Bassett’s perfectly sculpted arms, but by golly, I want to be rid of the “bingo flaps” I’ve got. At the very least, I want to get my arms really toned so that I can brave sleeveless shirts and dresses.