Please, tell me you remember, "Get In Shape, Girl!". I had the ballet bar, the leg warmers, the sweat band, the wrist bands, the weights and who can forget the ribbon?! Yeah, I was a regular rhythmic gymnast. I had a nice round of nostalgia watching these commercials and looking at the print ads for GISG, but now I see why I hated my body. All of these girls are tall and thin! They're in shape. They should've shot a commercial with chunky little Abby doing leg kicks in her ill-fitting tutu with a roll of belly fat hanging over.
Looking back, I wonder if this was my parents' subtle way of telling me I needed to lose weight. I've never been thin. I've always been on the upper side of my healthy weight range or just above it. As we know, kids will tease other kids for having split ends, so being a little heavy was never fun. Now I have another inner battle going on: being fit vs being a good mom. A year ago I would've said, "What do those two things have to do with each other? Why can't you be both?" My head is telling me I CAN be both, but my heart and my guilty conscience say I'm being selfish.
I bought a new workout/meal plan thingy. It's a suggested diet and DVDs for the exercise portion. I would love to just take Liam outside and run with the stroller, and I was doing that, until the temps started reading in the 90s and I was risking heat stroke. I figured a living mommy is the best kind of mommy. So this plan I'm on is pretty restrictive on the calories and even warns that breastfeeding women should consult a doctor first. So this is what I wrestle with. Do I wait another month when Liam is a year old and I've met my breastfeeding goal and all the while be miserable that I can't fit into 90% of the clothes in my closet & my undies are tight? Or do I say, "Well done good and faithful mommy. You've earned your stripes. Now make yourself a priority and Get in Shape, Girl!"?
Does your own health and fitness get put on the back burner for your kids? How do you balance it?
Update: 4 hours after the posting of this blog I did one of my workout DVDs. It's short, but Liam woke from his nap & started crying about midway through. So I sat him by me for the abs part at the end. I can do this! I got this! Then I kicked him in the head. Way to go, Mom!
He's fine, btw.