Showing posts with label workout. Show all posts
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Early to Rise

>> 8.09.2013

During Stephen's school year, I wake by 6 or 6:30 to start my work (he leaves for the day shortly after my eyes open to get his grading done, etc.). During the summer we have let this schedule slip. Big time. It's been great to wake up late (meaning still before 8, but that's so late!), but in the not too distant past, I used to be an enthusiastic early morning person. Now that the night owl in me has taken over, I rather enjoy have become attached to my late-night reading.

However, I often complain about time. About a lot of things, really. Example? That we can't eat dinner together as a family because that's my time to run. With my days shifted later, there's absolutely no way I can see myself doing physical activity before the sun comes up. I sometimes use the jogging stroller, but with some serious half marathon action on the horizon, it just doesn't work the same way.

Complaining and a general focus on the negative is something I'd like to purge from my life. At least the majority of it that I have some control over.

Wake time? Yeah. That's up to me.


I've hesitantly come to the conclusion that I need to get up earlier in the day. It's going to be uncomfortable and annoying for the first few weeks, but I'm going to start waking up between 5 and 5:30. I want to see if the shift helps us get into a better groove. If it helps us find more family time when things inevitably get busier and more hectic.

So much of the rest of my life is responsibility (work, being a mom, household duties, etc.). Though I've sometimes seen it as my right, having time to run is a privilege. And perhaps getting up early will help me find less excuses throughout the busy day to skip workouts. I mean, even when I'm having the absolute worst day, a run gives me a huge mental and physical release. That's good for everyone involved.

I'm also thinking hoping this change might create a domino effect. Working out in the morning means showering. In our small home with just one bathroom, it means showering right outside Ada's bedroom. So, we'd like to move Ada to the other bedroom and create my office space across from the bathroom.

Wake up.
Work out.
Shower.
Start work by 6 to 6:30.
In my own office space.

Looks pretty great. Lots of me-time at the start of the day, leaving me free to give to my family fully and without frustration. Still, it's just funny how a "solution" can seem so incredibly genius and I'm absolutely dreading the change. I tried today to wake up early and it didn't work at all. I guess going to bed near midnight is partially to blame.

Tonight the lights go out at 10. I really want need to give this a try. A couple readers have shared with me this great resource from Zen Habits: The Most Successful Techniques for Rising Early. Off to go read that now!

Do you wake up early to fit more into your days? Does it come naturally to you? Or, if you're like me, how did you make this schedule work and quit kicking and screaming from your bed each morning? I'd love some positive experiences to use as motivation!

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Baby + Gym =

>> 1.16.2013

Last night we simultaneously got rid of cable and joined a gym. And it was almost an even trade -- with a little $$$ in our favor. OK just $$. Okay. Enough to buy one takeout pizza each week, but to us that's, like, totally reward enough.

(I hereby dub Thursdays P.I.Z.Z.A Thursdays from now on.)



In our area, it's pretty much the YMCA if you want a descent, semi-affordable place with a pool. We've been there and done that. Surprisingly our new gym is just about the same price, but much nicer, newer, cleaner . . . and it also has this awesome childcare room.

!!!

Today Ada and I packed our bags and drove to the gym. (I majorly splurged on a little yellow Kanken backpack over the summer w/ some of my own birthday money -- now I want one!) Then we hung out in the pool for half an hour together. It didn't happen quite that easily, but still: BLISS. She loved it. I'm going to try to do that with her on Mondays and Wednesdays after the morning nap.

Tuesdays and Thursdays will be all about me. More on that later.

I could go on for days about how fantastic it is.  But WOW. Going the the gym with a baby toddler isn't easy! In my head, it was going to be this get there, get in the pool, get out sort of adventure.

I wore my swimsuit there so I wouldn't have to change and could just worry about getting Ada into her swim diaper and bathing suit. Well, I quickly discovered that I forgot my underwear AND bra for afterward (oops!). While I was taking off my clothes, I had to chase Ada all over the changing room.

It was a moment when I wished we had one of those child-leashes. Honestly. I get why people have them now. I GET IT. I tried my best to occupy her while I stuffed all our stuff into my gym bag (NOTE TO SELF: GET A BIGGER GYM BAG) . . . to no avail.

Soon enough we were in the pool having a blast. After about a half an hour, we both had enough, so it was time to dry off, change -- both of us this time -- and go home. Somehow, changing afterward was easier. Ada worked up a thirst for her hemp milk, so that kept her from racing around. And I was OK for the 10-minute drive home sans my boy-cut briefs. (Let's be honest, the no bra thing wasn't a big deal -- I only recently started wearing one during the day anyhow #nursingmom!)

So, yeah. Gyming it with a baby is certainly different, but totally more-than-ever worth it. I'll be better prepared next time for what to bring, too. But I'd love your suggestions for juggling it all. Phew. I didn't even go with the intention to work out, and yet I'm exhausted.

As well, any encouragement to use the gym childcare is much appreciated. We had Ada test it out for a bit last night, and she seemed to be fine. They have this cute wooden play kitchen and a tent. I just imagine her freaking out, pooping, biting another kid, and getting lost all at the same time.

I think that means I just need to do it already! And I fully intend to this week.

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