Day Sixteen

Arm and shoulder are still in pain, but it's much better. I can rotate my arm all the way around with minimal pain and I did a PiYo pushup without too much pain. So steady as she goes!

I was able to do all of Lower and 3/4 of Upper before my family needed me. I call that a successful workout. Good and sweaty and I was able to finish Lower without needing to stop once. It's exciting to see myself get better. 

My weight is still up. It's really bothering me but I refuse to give up. I'm hoping it's just water weight or something silly. Tomorrow I'm doing Core. I'm actually looking forward to it!

Day Six

Managed to do both Lower and Upper Body today, both with very limited pausing. I didn't flat out stop at all! And towards the end of Upper, rather than sinking into child's pose, I did a different part of the workout. Progress!

My form is also better. I have my husband watch me and be my mirror so he's constantly telling me, "Push that foot back!" and "Straighten up your chest!". Today he had to tell me very little and was repeatedly telling me how much better I was doing. 

My legs were definitely sore from yesterday's Sweat. But I'm alright. It isn't horrible. It really does feel good! I actually feel more limber.

Now if I could only sleep better, life would be grand. Insomnia is trying to kill me, I'm sure of it.

Day Four & Five

I failed to write yesterday. And it wasn't because I was dragged out exhausted; it was because I wasn't sure what to say. I was having a rough day emotionally. 

But yesterday, Day Four, I did Lower Body and Upper Body. In fact, I was feeling so good that I did half of Upper Body a second time. I would have completed it, but my family needed me. Point is, I am already stronger. 

Today, Day Five, had me doing Sweat. And let me take the time to point out that it truly lives up to the name. I was drenched in sweat. My legs were on fire! Post workout, I can already feel the soreness. Admittedly, I had to stop a lot and had to break position early a few times. But I'm not discouraged. I'm actually really proud thus far. 

Time for a masochistic moment. I'm really enjoying the soreness. It's sort of like a constant punishment for every late night snack and it's reminding me to never let my body get like this again. Every time I lift my daughter and my triceps ache or when I'm standing doing dishes and my legs feel wobbly I am reminded that I'm heavy, fat, and out of shape. And I get to smile through the pain because I'm changing that. I'm being proactive. I'm getting fit. 

And I'll never again see these numbers on the scale.

Day Three

Upon wake up: I'm feeling oddly satisfied. I'm sore, but it feels really good. And it's not excruciating either. This is manageable soreness. 

I'm excited to start Lower Body! I viewed the routine last night and I am fairly confident I can get through it.

After workout: 

Feeling good. Chalene kicked my butt and yet I feel pretty good. These workouts have me sweating more in twenty minutes than doing 45 minutes on the exercise bike. We have errands to run and I feel like I can get them completed without whining. 

Stupid thought at 4pm: Let's do Upper Body too!

In all honesty, Lower Body kicked my butt far more, but Upper felt great. I'm glad I did the second workout. 

I think.