Struggle is an Understatement

Why, why, why is working out so hard to do? Listen folks, after having a baby your body is all sorts of crazy. It isn’t at all how I remember it. I’m more stretchy, I’m hotter, I sweat more, my hips ‘aint shit, the list goes on and on. It’s not like I loved working out pre-baby, but honestly, at the very least, I knew what to expect from my body.

Not anymore. It took me about 4 months to decide I was healed enough to join the workout world again. I did some research and signed up for a class that I feel fits the routine and type of body I am aiming for.

For those of you who don’t know, I am a former division 1 athlete. I ran track and field, competitively, from the age of 6 through my masters, so 23/24…that is a long time. I also coached division 3 track and field for 2 years, so as you can imagine I was in ridiculous shape and oh so burnt out when I finally parted ways with the sport.

When I decided to move on from track, I moved on from working out altogether. So for the bulk of my adult life I was very sporadic with working out and sticking to any routine…however, my body was pretty consistent within a certain weight range, and if I got too much outside of that I didn’t have to do a ton to get back in my box.

Fast forward to now…. chiiiild, my body is trippin’! everything is a struggle. I am in this class with all these petite, well-dressed, rehearsed women.. and I’m sweating like a pig with my old navy leggings and pausing between every exercise because I can’t breathe.

Nevertheless, I persist. I continue to go with the hopes that I will start to see my old body sometime in the future. Hoping my endurance will sneak up on me and my muscle tone will greet me in the mirror one day.

Until then, I shall struggle on.. pray for me fam.

Author: Randi