Before kids, I was obsessed with having a flat stomach...
Ok, let's tell it like it is. Before kids, I was obsessed with having a flat stomach. I scrutinized how my jeans fell on my hips and made sure when I was in my bikini at least a two pack was visible.
Before I got pregnant I was mean.
Mean to my pre-baby body. Physically I was tough on it, heavy weights, plyometrics, cycle classes, winter running, mini triathlons. My husband and I would get pedicures and joke that the lady got the short end of the stick if they landed doing mine. They were for lack of a better description "well worn" calloused and rough from hours in sweaty shoes and miles of pounding concrete and tennis court.
I was mean too verbally. My thighs were to jiggly and I told them that. I checked more than once that when standing legs together my knees were the only thing that touched. My arms to muscular (a once passing comment made by mother to be forever imprinted as we do in our rolodex of self-loathing comments. My back had just a little bit too much flab. But for all I put my body through I never eever truly appreciated it! That is until I didn't have it!
My husband and I decided to have a baby on our honeymoon. A decision made rather quickly into our marriage and truthfully into our knowing of each other. A year and a half after we said “hello” shyly to one another at milestones we thought it wise to bring into this world a new life. One of the best decisions we've ever made.
But it was not lost on me that my husband had gotten to spend only one and a half years with the body I had spent 32 trying to create. Was this a wise decision, it crossed my mind when we decided to get pregnant. Truthfully, second to the actual pushing out of a baby (which never actually had to happen - and leaves me with other obstacles to obtaining the body I once had) the transformation my body was to undergo was my greatest fear. I would be lying if I said I didn't think I would rock pregnancy. In my pre-pregnant utopia, I was all baby. A bump that would be visible only from the front and seen beautifully through the slinky dresses and maternity shirts that showed my curves. My skin would be radiant and glow.... I was going to rub oil and cream and drink enough water to flood a small town. My skin would rebound back thanks to the elasticity of youth (my head I was still 21). This was going to be good.
Fast forward almost 7 years and two kids later and I’m still trying to regain my pre-pregnancy body. But time, lack of sleep, reorganized priorities and an ageing body have changed my health and fitness goals.
That is why we have decided to create this Makemefit community. If there is one thing I have learned in my professional and personal life it is that healthy living and fitness goals are better achieved with the support and backing of people who are like minded. Our wish is to create a safe, open and judgement free zone where we can offer support, advice and personal testimonials so that everyone can live and commit to living their healthiest and most fulfilled life. I am passionate that exercise, mental and physical wellbeing, proper nutrition and being present in life are key ingredients to accepting our faults and loving ourselves.
We have booked a trip to Hawaii in October to celebrate our anniversary and a milestone birthday. It a cross off my bucket list and I am beyond excited to be alone with husband. We will explore the island, we will hike, we will surf and we will enjoy each other. And it is my commitment to be happy and content to look back at pictures. So I put out my first goal for this Makemefit community - At almost 40 I will never have my 20 year old body back - but I will have a body I am happy to see staring back at me and willing to have my husband explore with the lights on when kids give us the chance ;)
Please share your goals with us. Short term, long term, life term.....we want to hear them all.
Before I got pregnant I was mean.
Mean to my pre-baby body. Physically I was tough on it, heavy weights, plyometrics, cycle classes, winter running, mini triathlons. My husband and I would get pedicures and joke that the lady got the short end of the stick if they landed doing mine. They were for lack of a better description "well worn" calloused and rough from hours in sweaty shoes and miles of pounding concrete and tennis court.
I was mean too verbally. My thighs were to jiggly and I told them that. I checked more than once that when standing legs together my knees were the only thing that touched. My arms to muscular (a once passing comment made by mother to be forever imprinted as we do in our rolodex of self-loathing comments. My back had just a little bit too much flab. But for all I put my body through I never eever truly appreciated it! That is until I didn't have it!
My husband and I decided to have a baby on our honeymoon. A decision made rather quickly into our marriage and truthfully into our knowing of each other. A year and a half after we said “hello” shyly to one another at milestones we thought it wise to bring into this world a new life. One of the best decisions we've ever made.
But it was not lost on me that my husband had gotten to spend only one and a half years with the body I had spent 32 trying to create. Was this a wise decision, it crossed my mind when we decided to get pregnant. Truthfully, second to the actual pushing out of a baby (which never actually had to happen - and leaves me with other obstacles to obtaining the body I once had) the transformation my body was to undergo was my greatest fear. I would be lying if I said I didn't think I would rock pregnancy. In my pre-pregnant utopia, I was all baby. A bump that would be visible only from the front and seen beautifully through the slinky dresses and maternity shirts that showed my curves. My skin would be radiant and glow.... I was going to rub oil and cream and drink enough water to flood a small town. My skin would rebound back thanks to the elasticity of youth (my head I was still 21). This was going to be good.
Fast forward almost 7 years and two kids later and I’m still trying to regain my pre-pregnancy body. But time, lack of sleep, reorganized priorities and an ageing body have changed my health and fitness goals.
That is why we have decided to create this Makemefit community. If there is one thing I have learned in my professional and personal life it is that healthy living and fitness goals are better achieved with the support and backing of people who are like minded. Our wish is to create a safe, open and judgement free zone where we can offer support, advice and personal testimonials so that everyone can live and commit to living their healthiest and most fulfilled life. I am passionate that exercise, mental and physical wellbeing, proper nutrition and being present in life are key ingredients to accepting our faults and loving ourselves.
We have booked a trip to Hawaii in October to celebrate our anniversary and a milestone birthday. It a cross off my bucket list and I am beyond excited to be alone with husband. We will explore the island, we will hike, we will surf and we will enjoy each other. And it is my commitment to be happy and content to look back at pictures. So I put out my first goal for this Makemefit community - At almost 40 I will never have my 20 year old body back - but I will have a body I am happy to see staring back at me and willing to have my husband explore with the lights on when kids give us the chance ;)
Please share your goals with us. Short term, long term, life term.....we want to hear them all.