Well, it’s Monday again, and I must report I didn’t exercise yesterday or today. I did pull 2 1/2 hours in the dojo on Thursday, and another 1 1/2 hours in the dojo on Saturday. I also managed to get in a swim last week, and a few workouts with EA Sports Active. Yes, I was going good. I could feel myself getting stronger, moving better. My weight keeps fluctuating between 148-151, and I’m to the point where I think no amount of exercise and diet is ever going to shift those last 10 pounds I want to lose, but as long as I’m exercising and getting plenty of fruits and vegetables and drinking water, who gives a damn? I mean, seriously, I got lingerie for my wedding anniversary last week, and it looked very nice on me. And the dress I wore on my honeymoon 16 years ago fits just fine, even if I am 16 pounds heavier than I was back then, so what am I bitching about? The only one who has a problem with my weight is Wii Fit, and if he gets uppity with me again, I’m gonna smack his little plastic ass across the living room. So there.
But anyway, I had a great week exercise-wise last week, and then I hit yesterday and today and didn’t get a workout in at all. Yesterday was Father’s Day, so I spent most of the day with family, either cooking special meals or having fun at the beach. I did do some splashing in the waves, but not what I would call exercise. Even so, a day at the beach left me completely whipped, and I was out like a light when I got home. Then today, Princess’ summer camp kicked off, as well as her swimming lessons, so the bulk of today was spent ferrying her around and then waiting while she did her thing. Pixie and I walked around the Virginia Living Museum for 3 hours this morning, and then parked our butts on the bleachers at the pool, waiting for Princess. Again, not a lot of activity, but exhausting all the same.
So I’ve had a couple days off from exercise. I plan to get back on the wagon tomorrow morning and squeeze in a workout before whisking Princess to a day of camp and swimming again. The best I can hope for is 25 minutes on EA Sports Active or Wii Fit, because once we’re done with camp and swimming, I’m going to be too tired again to make myself work out.
I’m not going to beat myself up over the down time though. It happens, especially when you’ve got kids. I do the best I can to make it easy for myself to exercise, but I also know that past a certain hour of the day, I’m not up to doing a damn thing. This is the reason why I don’t go to evening karate classes anymore. I just can’t summon up the energy to go. I’ll do anything you want before 4PM, but after that? Nada, zip, bupkis. This mama is too worn out to care.
If you’d care to comment, let me know how often you go through down periods, and how you feel about them. Guilty? Don’t care? Think you need the break? And how long do you let a down period last? I’m putting an end to this one tomorrow morning.