I’ve happily settled into a regular exercise routine.
It’s something I’ve been trying to do for a while, and yet things have kept popping up, life stuff, health stuff, that have made me put a big brake on it all.
I decided a couple of weeks ago that I couldn’t wait anymore. I wouldn’t let anything stop me. I was going to keep going, keep moving, and in doing so, move myself physically.
It doesn’t really matter what the motivation is behind my new routine. I’m not only feeling better physically, but mentally, it is really doing WONDERS.
I used to question how people could do exercise at the start of the day… didn’t it leave them spent? Tired? Unable to do anything else for the rest of the day?
But I get it now. Once you get past the initial huff and puff of the workout, the energy coursing through you becomes contagious. Addictive.
All that blood, flowing.
It awakens your senses.
You’re not even that cold – it’s like it sets you up for the day, because you’ve worked your muscles, and now you’re reaping the benefits of strength, of warmth.
There is a spring in your step.
You become motivated to get stuff done.
You motivate others, to get stuff done.
The other day when I was doing a really hard rep in my home workout, that involved a plank-type position where I had to lower my arms, and then lift myself up again… well I managed to do like 4-5, barely, before I pretty much collapsed on the yoga mat.
I took a deep breath and pushed myself up, trying to do as much as I could in the time allocated.
I had looked up, and through the window saw baby girl. She was outside, watching me. She had watched me fall.
I nodded, disgruntled, in her direction, and before I looked away to keep going, she smiled and gave me a thumbs up.
No. I was wrong. She hadn’t watched me fall.
She had watched me get back up.
And it really hit home when days later, she searched for my exercise routine on youtube.
I said “honey, those exercises are for adults! You run enough at school, don’t hurt yourself.”
And she said –
“But Mummy, I want to be strong like you.”
Oh. My heart. 💖💖💖💖
I’ve held those words so close to me. They have given me strength, hope, and courage to keep going, no matter what life throws at me.
Children model their parents’ words, their parents’ actions… their whole way of being.
It’s amazing that as I choose to do something really good for myself, I also choose it for my beautiful daughter.
My baby girl. 😍😍