So it’s finally the end of Kenzai. Day 90 had me feeling all sorts of emotions. I was happy it was over and I could get back to normal life,albeit with some important changes, I was apprehensive about how I’m going to handle my fitness moving on, and I was relieved that I no longer had to exercise so many days a week (not that I had been so strict about that. I couldn’t. But at least the guilt has abated)
My fitness chapter is far from over. Kenzai has given me the tools to move on healthily and I’m going to do that.
I received a complement this morning from another mum at my son’s school. She asked if I’ve been doing something to lose weight because I look smaller.
I just told her that I’ve change my lifestyle. Coz that’s what this is, isn’t it? A lifestyle change? And one that I plan to stick to.
I just realised that it’s been 10 days since I posted.
It’s been an eventful 10 days. I’ve been Kompliant with the diet these past 2 weeks, but the exercise has severely suffered. I’ve only been able to do it once a week with everything else that is going on. I feel incredible when I do it, and horrible when I don’t, but at this point I don’t quite know how to get back in or where to make time.
I’m going to try this week to do alternative cardio at least. I can’t skip with the toddler around because he just wants to get in the way, and for the moment I don’t have anyone to watch him while I exercise. Does running after a 2 year old count as cardio?
I’ve been dropping inches so all is not lost. I’m down by one dress size and clothes that have not fit in years are finally fitting again. Some are even loose. It’s a very bizarre feeling. All is not lost!
Was watching Finding Nemo with my son yesterday and was reminded of why Dory is my favourite character. She is always so positive, and she just doesn't give up!
Time to take her advice and just keep swimming!
It's been a tough tough week this week. At work, at home, and at Kenzai!
Didn't manage to get my workout in on Monday, Tuesday my legs refused to get me off the ground and it ended up being the worst day for skips ever. Wednesday I was skipping outside (no space inside the house) and it was so so so windy that I kept getting whipped by my rope. Managed to get through it somehow.
The rest of the workout was good on Tuesday tho. The baby decided that he wanted to imitate mama exercising and doing it with him was so much fun. I don't think I've ever laughed so much. He's turning out to be a little drill sergeant! He's learning to count so I counted out loud during my reps and if I stopped at 8 reps he would make me count till 10, and make me do the exercise along with it.
Watching him try to do push ups and leg raises was hilarious. At one point he sat on my back so i ended up doing a couple of push ups with him sitting on me. Boy was that hard.
If I end up getting buff I'm attributing it all to him, my little drill sergeant.