Starting like I mean to go on!

I'm running with the momentum I'm feeling at the moment - even with my emotions all over the place. I've spent the majority of the last 2 days in floods of tears - thanks, hormones! A late cycle is ALWAYS a teary one for me. 

That being said, I dragged my arse down to the gym on Sunday morning for Strength and Development and I was SO glad I did. My first class back in the gym since July and I was worried I was going to have lost all the strength I'd been working on before the summer break but I was nicely surprised that it wasn't too bad. Did I enjoy the entire class? No! There were parts that were horrid, moment where I felt my form was off, moments where my inner critic was very loud and wanted to point out how strong everyone else around me was and how rubbish I am - I gave her a good talking to whilst I was dying do lunches and she fucked off out of my head space. It was hard; it was awesome! It's probably my favourite class of the week because I come out of it feeling so strong and wanting to push myself to lift heavier in the next class. 

My weights chaos half way through class as we transitioned between tracks. 

Monday said hello to another wave of the teary mess blues! I was very weepy all morning - and was craving ALL the carbs and chocolate.... so instead I chucked on some workout gear and threw myself a dance party. Thanks to The Fitness Marshall on YouTube - I did the first day of his January 2025 Challenge and danced for an hour. I was buzzing by the end of it - I felt SO much better, I love dancing and it was great to move my body instead of having a little binge sess and then feeling worse afterwards. 

The smile on my face half way through says it all to me - exercise does not have to be a slog and something you get through - it can make you feel like this! Beaming and energised. 

Reminder to myself: My journey to weightloss and fitness does not have to look like anyone else's. It doesn't have to be 5/6/7 days a week in the gym. That isn't realistic to my timetable, my families' routine, or how I want to do this. It is MY journey. 

Tuesday this week was the last day of the summer holidays and, in classic British fashion, it poured all day! I took the boys to Claremont Nationam Trust and we had a lovely, but very wet, walk around the gardens. 

Wednesday is Body Pump day! I was ready to get to the gym after my first day back at work this term. 

All set up and ready to pump! 

It was a hard class! I haven't done Body Pump since since mid July so I focused on form and getting through the tracks without pushing too heavy on the weights. I'll up them in the next few sessions as I get back into the swing of things. 

Please excuse the slightly fuzzy picture. My shoulders and biceps were so shattered I couldn't stop my arm from shaking to lift my phone! 🤣🤣🤣 

Check out the sweat patch! Always proof that I've worked as hard as I could during the class - I think I'll be aching tomorrow. 

I rounded out my first week back with Zumba on Friday and a double class on Sunday. 

Strength Development and Zumba, back to back. Wasn't sure I was going to make it through Zumba at points - it was hard work to keep dancing on jelly legs after weight lifting.

 

I was a happy bunny leaving the gym today. 2 classes done! 

This week's Big Win: Doing all 4 of my gym classes in a week plus 2 extra workouts at home. 

The hope for next week: To see movement on the scale. The scale has stayed still this week - lots of exercise, protein intake and finishing my period means that isn't a surprise, but i Hope next week that I see a shift in the numbers.