I know I have a fairly good excuse, but I was in good enough shape before I had the baby, and now, well, I’m just not. I would like to be fairly fit again. More importantly at the moment, I would like to be able to fit into my old clothes again, as I don’t want to have to go shopping for new ones.
So, I’m taking action. I’ve signed up for the Great Ireland Run in the Phoenix Park on April 15th. It’s a 10km run, and I think it’s perhaps a bit ambitious as a goal. Nevertheless, I shall try. I restarted the couch to 5km programme recently, and if I can make it round the 10km in a mixture of jogging and walking I will be happy.
This morning I went to my first bootcamp-ish class in the park. It’s a mother and baby class, so the baby and pushchair came too. I imagine we were quite a sight – walking along pushing the pushchairs while lunging, and doing jumping jacks in a circle around the pushchairs. However, before you laugh, remember that going to the gym takes the best part of an evening and you can’t bring the baby. It’s just not going to happen. I am exhausted now. Exhausted. I’ve signed up for two classes a week for the next five weeks, and hopefully that’ll get me back on track.