Ok so it’s entirely possible that the title of this post alone is not going to motivate you but it’s the first thing that popped to my mind when I thought back over the past couple of days. Easter chocolate is forever and always my downfall. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE me some chocolate eggs. The sweeter the better. I’m one of those people that can eat the sweetest of the sweet. You know the stuff I’m talking about. The kind of stuff that makes your teeth hurt because they’re rotting out of your mouth before you’ve even digested the treat kind of sweet. I ate more than my fair share this past week and for the most part I really don’t care because I eat by the 80/20 rule. What I don’t like is when Easter rolls around and I eat my weight in chocolate eggs and then can’t get my poor duff off the couch because my stomach is so sore I can’t move. But since there’s nothing I can do about it now, I will move right along.
These didn’t stand a chance…
This past week has been good. I was able to get some exercise in. Mostly core-related until I’m free and cleared by my doctor this coming Friday!! I’m already becoming well aware of the challenges that will come from trying to get a decent workout in when I’m alone with the boys. We’re going through a really tough time with Fit Boy, who is currently the poster child for the terrible two’s and throwing massive temper tantrums All. Day. Long. We’re working through them as best as we can but it means that my time alone with them during the day is not very productive and he’s not in a place right now that he feels excited to join in on some fun with mom.
That said, I will report very happily that by taking it easy and not rushing back into vigorous exercise (though it’s been killing me!), and concentrating on proper core strengthening, my diastisis is already down to 1-2 finger widths!! This is amazing because at its worst, it was over 4 finger widths. This was back before I got pregnant with Mr. O and I never got it much better than 3 finger widths when I did get pregnant. I’m so happy and I really hope that I can keep it healing as I start back to more intense exercise.
Another amazing shout that needs to be declared is that my hubby has started running again. Not only that, but he’s getting up BEFORE work to do it. I’m extremely proud of him as it’s been 2 weeks and he hasn’t missed a day. I’m also a little jealous because I want to be out there running with him! Soon enough Fit Mom…soon enough.
Have a fantastically fit week!