So I did find my way back to the gym again. Sunday (Day 84) I hopped back on the treadmill, and tis time attempted a little run. Ouch! It wasn't so bad, but definitely harder than I remember. Baby steps.
The true difficulty will be the time in between workouts. The fear grows that we will not be prepared in time.
And of course, we as a family need to seriously reconsider our diet. Pregnancy was a luxury, and then the stress of early motherhood meant lots of emotional eating. No more excuses, yet I always find ways of making them. I am considering returning to Weight Watchers. I do think it has to be a family move, though.
Going to go back to the gym tonight. A little more running. I figure I can safely get back in the pool in a few weeks. Just have to jump.
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