Disclaimer – This post is sponsored by The Dailey Method but the sweat and curse words are our own.
The Holidays are over and we wish we could say that all we had to lose was holiday weight. The last year of moving, renovations (Stefanie is still without a working stove) and of course that baby have finally caught up to us. It took a little motivation, but we’re ready!
If you’ve been following me for the past few years you’ll remember I panicked when I found out I was pregnant with Zach. I was 40 years old, finally happy with the way I looked after having Ellie and I didn’t want to have to wait another five years to feel good about myself. Around this time I discovered and fell in love with The Dailey Method. With Ellie in Kindergarten and no other kids, it was easy for me to get there every morning and workout. I worked out three to five times a week throughout my whole pregnancy. As a matter of fact I was there two days before my C-Section and back three weeks later. It was addicting!
Then Zach got older, Ellie got busier and I found out I was pregnant again. I simply stopped making time for myself. With two babies after the age of 40 and 43 coming up quick I was feeling pretty bad about myself. I was having the worst time motivating myself. Then Stefanie called and told me that The Dailey Method was asking us to help promote their current #BurnBrightDailey campaign. YES! I so needed this!
After my first class back, I just laid on the floor not knowing whether I should laugh or cry. I knew this was what I needed. The first two weeks back have not been easy, but already I feel and look different. Better! I spend most of the hour cursing, but feel a huge sense of accomplishment through out the whole day. Set your intention! How do you want to feel? I already feel more confident. I’ve got this!
I have two kids 18 and over. I can’t even believe I just typed that. My middle son turned 18 today. Give me a few minutes while I cry my way through a glass of wine.
…pours a giant glass of wine…
Ok, I am back. *blows nose* With one in college and one leaving next year, I am left with only my sweet nine year old. That gives me a whole lot of time for me, a complete lack of excuses and a burning desire to continue to take care of myself so that I can stay strong as they grow old in hopes that one day one of them will actually go on the hike with me I have been asking them to do for years. I work out a lot. I do yoga, I go for hikes, I run, I do pilates. I love them all. But nothing, and I sincerely mean this, NOTHING gets me in better shape fast than The Dailey Method. I love the workout, no matter that I spend the entire time whining to Theresa and asking what time it is, I truly love it. I feel a sense of accomplishment when I leave Dailey that I don’t feel after any other workout. It pushes me, makes me challenge myself and melts away the inches. And? I have been avoiding it like the plague because I know it is hard. So when Dailey called and asked us to help promote #BurnBrightDailey I took it as a sign to put down the holiday cookies and wine and get my butt back to the Dailey floor.
I have spent the last week whining my way through class and don’t expect this week to be much different. It’s about the third week that I start to hurt less and like it more. I just keep reminding myself that only one short week ago I was billowing over the top of my jeans and this week my muffin top is almost completely gone. I can’t wait to see what the next few weeks bring!
Don’t forget to hang from the Stall Bar after every class. Your back will thank you.
Set Your Intention
Whatever your story, set your intentions. Make time for yourself.
What are your intentions this year? Why do you want to get into shape? Getting into shape is never easy, but it helps to have someone to do it with. Don’t have anyone, find a Dailey Method, we promise you’ll find someone. You can always follow us using the hashtag #BurnBrightDailey. Come on, 2015 is going to be our year!
Disclaimer – This post is sponsored by The Dailey Method, but the sweat and curse words are our own.