Well, that was much harder than I expected. So, yesterday Davey and I decided to take a whack at Baby Yoga, we just found a short video on YouTube. It started out great with smiles for miles. About ten minutes into this thirty minute work-out Davey decides he has had enough and absolutely loses it. That put a pretty hard stop on the yoga session for that day, but I was pretty proud of myself for at least starting something.
This morning I woke up and felt like I had been hit by a train. Honest moment, I have pretty much been a sedentary lump on my couch since I found out I was pregnant last March. I had a very rough first trimester (I’ll talk about this in a later post) and it just had me fall into some pretty bad habits. Then Davey came and sleep along with any thoughts of fitness went flying out the window. All this being said, I was still very surprised by how sore I was feeling from only 10 minutes of pretty basic yoga.
No wonder work has been kicking my ass, if I can’t even manage a short floor routine how can I even think I am ready to be moving patients! This experience really helped highlight why I need to take better care of myself. Right now I can barely carry my son on our walks because he is too heavy, I ultimately end up handing him off to my husband and it makes me feel like crap. So PiYo here I come! I am sick of feeling this way, I am sick of being tired and sore. I don’t need to be the woman I was pre-pregnancy, I just want to be able to play with my kid and do my job without worrying about hurting myself.
I’m sorry if this was a little bit of a rant, but I needed to get it out there why I am doing this.
Do it Alex!! You’ll feel so much better afterwards ❣️
You go you! Any bit of effort is awesome! Good on you