An Exercise Discovery

For years I have strongly disliked working out/exercising. Especially once I had children. There were always more important things to do than spend a minimum of forty five minutes getting sweaty.

I'm only on day two of working out again, but I have discovered that part of my distaste for working out has to do with not feeling (and seeing) results for my efforts. As ridiculous as it may sound, I like to feel hurtin' when I'm done. Not the injury hurtin', but the kind that comes from a really good workout.

Last spring/summer the Engineer and I walked almost daily. To say it was execise was probably a bit of a farce. We usually ended up slowing our pace so we could talk to each other about whatever was on our minds at the time. I simply can't bring myself to go walking this spring. I miss our dog too much and really it wasn't very good exercise because we never pushed ourselves.

One winter, I worked out to an incredible video. I loved it as I could feel my efforts in action. Then came my annual spring round of illness, allergies, and day after day of splitting headaches, so I quit.

This week I have finally made the effort to work out to that video again. The fun part is, I got two more from the series at Christmas. At this point, I can not complete the cardio one without feeling like I'm going to keel over, but I am able to do the weight training one from start to finish. Woo hoo!

I have to let you in on a little secret though. I do them when the kids are doing their schoolwork. We have a few bugs to work out yet. Like me forgetting to certain subjects with them, but it's not so bad (yet) that I can't catch them up the next day. It's the only time in my day where it makes sense... for now.