Life Lately.

Nearly two weeks since I've last sat down to write here. An unintentional and unexpected hiatus, I guess.

As if I didn't have enough going on in my life with a nearly five year old and a baby, school runs, household chores, sleepless nights and the such, last week I decided to join the gym. I didn't do it to loose weight. If anything I need to gain weight but as I'm sure a lot of you out there know, once you've had a baby or two, things generally need toning. I've been pondering on the idea of a gym membership for a few months now, going back and forth, weighing up whether it was an expense that we could afford and if I'd actually use it enough to make it worth it. In the end I decided that nothing was going to happen unless I decided it would. On a whim last Wednesday when Emilie woke up from her nap, I bundled her up and off we went. I had a tour of the gym and signed up there and then. Since then I've been everyday and I can honestly say that this I-hate-any-kind-of-exercise girl has been converted. I am loving it! My confidence is still a little low as I walk into the hustle and bustle of the crowed gym and see all these fit, healthy people who look like they've been living there for the past fifteen years.. Then there's me. I can barely manage ten minutes on the cross trainer before my legs are giving out on me and I'm pretty sure that no one would be impressed with the tiny amount of weight that I am able to life. Although I do love the fact that I know the more I go, the more I push myself, the better I will get. I am sore. I ache in muscles that I didn't even know I had but for the hour that I am there I'm doing something that I didn't realise that I would love.

Who knew that exercise could make you feel so good? I didn't. I literally walk out of there feeling like I could take on the world. I have more energy. I'm eating better. I am more positive. I'm a better person to be around. I'll take the achy muscles for those feelings any day. 

Now I just have to keep my motivation up. After the sleepless nights and I'm tired. After the bad days. The days when I'm feeling down. 

I. Can. Do. This. 

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