I have heard that running 1 mile in water equals 4 miles on land... and I know 10,000 steps on land equals one mile... I can say that by counting sets of 100 I easily "ran" 20,000 steps this morning in the pool..
I am trying to tell myself what I would tell anyone else in my situation. After starting my efforts on March 1, and losing 7 lbs I was devastated to see the scales go up this week by 3 lbs. There is always this gnawing temptation that its a losing battle (pun intended) and that I can only succeed at gaining, not losing. But the reality is, I was still a full 4 lbs lighter than when I started.... and for a nursing mom that's not a bad thing.
The bigger issue is mentally being convinced that the effort is worth it. I know today will pass whether or not I eat healthy, whether or not I chose to go back to bed after the 4:30 feeding... (and I do feel exhausted after choosing not to!)... And I don't want to be a year older wishing that I had made the little daily decisions differently.
One thing you can say for those numerous octogenarians who seem to be ever present in the pool in the early hours -- they are there. They may not all be in great shape, but the fact that they CAN get up, get out, and get in a pool to get active, well that says something in a day and age where too many folks are unable to even think about accomplishing such an act.
I may not be back to my prepregnancy body by the time my son walks but I hope to be a lot closer than where I am now... and I can only get there by making the daily decisions that help me pass the time while the time is passing.....
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