A Completely Random, Non-Book Related Blog Post

But that’s ok, because this is a blog about life, not just books. ¬†ūüôā

Today’s post is about working out.

I have not worked out for years. ¬†In my 20’s, before having children, I worked out 4-5 times per week and stayed quite¬†fit. ¬†I worked hard, partied hard, and was incredibly resilient. ¬†Then I had babies, and let’s just say everything “dropped,” and I’m not just talking about my exercise routine. ¬†These, days, I consume healthier foods than I did in my 20’s, but I don’t exercise. ¬†Not even a little bit. ¬†I could go on and on about why I stopped my workout routine, but that would be boring, and I’m sure most Moms out there¬†are fully aware of¬†my reasons.

For those of you who do not know me well, I am the type of person who wants to do something the second I think about it. ¬†I see no point in waiting. ¬†Yesterday, I thought to myself, “I want the body I had 10 years ago. ¬†I’m gonna get in shape!”

So–without hesitation–I brought this out:


And I worked my body hard, for a good 40 minutes, until I couldn’t take it anymore. ¬†It felt AMAZING! ¬†I felt so good after exercising, and I wondered why I hadn’t done it sooner! ¬†I knew I’d be sore, but I stayed hydrated and stretched a bunch of times throughout the rest of the day¬†to try to reduce the¬†after-workout-pain.

When my kids came home, they saw the step  in the middle of the living room and they did this:


And I thought, “how wonderful that the¬†kids are into exercising, too!” ¬†We all had a lovely evening and everything was grand.

Then, I woke up this morning. ¬†And¬†my first¬†thought was: “Owww!” ¬†Then: “Wha? ¬†Why can’t I move? ¬†Crap!” ¬†And I stayed like this:


for a very long time.  I have learned that my 30-something, post-children body does not have the same resilience it used to.  The entire time I laid in bed, I mentally thanked my husband for taking care of the morning routine.  Man, I love him.

Then I got up, hydrated, drank my green tea, and googled this:

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Now, I’m off to stretch some more, take some tylenol, and eat some cherries. ¬†(Apparently, cherry juice helps muscle soreness…who knew?)