So its been a week since Hubby & I joined the gym... I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I thought something would of changed. No weight lost, no inches lost. I'm pretty sure I'm building muscles, mostly in my legs. Hmmmm.
Now I'm not getting discouraged or even thinking of giving up. I just know its harder when you don't see changes. Though more muscles are a change, its not the change I was expecting. I know its coming. It will take time. I'm so close to being in 16s full time that it hurts.
This weekend is Biketoberfest in Daytona & Hubby wants to be out on the bike. Me, not so much. Hubby has a Ninja. Crotchrocket. If you've never ridden one, you just don't know what you are missing.
I have to lean forward yet hold myself up & it hurts my back. Its like sitting on the pot, leaning forward on the balls of your feet and holding your arms out in front of you, locking your fingers. Your butt is not on the seat, the back of your thighs are. Imagine leaning side to side & hitting bumps in the road. Then there's stopping. Clinch your legs tight to the seat, slightly pulling up with your back, all while your hands are being crushed into the tank by Hubby's gut.
Don't that just make you wanna get on and ride all day?!
Now, I weigh 200+. I'm sure if I was only 150 or less it would be easier. On me as well as on Hubby. But really, my back hurts just holding myself up normally. Being on the bike just makes it worse. Hubby just doesn't understand... So I ride anyway!
Well, I kinda got off track today. Guess I needed to let off some steam before I blow up on Hubby this weekend. I want to ride with Hubby, but I want to feel better when I ride. I'm expecting the gym to help change that too.
Less weight = less pain.
Less pain = Happier.
Happier = more Baby Dancing.
More Baby Dancing = Motherhood!! That's the Goal!
-Marie
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