Five words I never thought I’d hear myself say…okay maybe not ever, but definitely a surprise.  “I’m going to the gym”.

My second son was born 17 months ago and I was beginning to feel that I would never get my body back to pre-pregnancy weight. I found it a lot easier with my first born.  Probably because I had a lot more time on my hands and wasn’t so exhausted all of the time.

Now, with two kids and a full time job, hubby and I the only ones looking after our house in terms of cleaning and cooking, I’m more exhausted than ever.  And I became LAZY.  Yes, lazy.  I had stopped exercising, stopped being physically active, continued to be the chocoholic that I am, and started to realize that any hope I had to getting back to my weight before kids, I had to get my ass in gear.

When I was in my twenties and single, my girlfriends and I went to the gym all of the time.  Sure, it was fun…we did classes, talked, looked at boys…we made an event out of it.  And I was pretty into it, though was never addicted.  I used to make fun of friends who went more than 5 days a week and called them ‘obsessed’ with the gym and their bodies.  But after a certain time, and I’m not even quite sure when, I stopped.

Fast forward to me now, (and perhaps its the upcoming trip to Miami that hubs and I have booked and know that I’m about to get into a bathing suit), I have become somewhat, well….addicted!  ME!  ADDICTED!!!  Fine, I only go 4-5 times a week.  But for me, that is ALOT!!

I actually look forward to taking Z to school in the morning and go to the gym afterwards before I start my work day.  I look forward to the days I work from home so I can go to the gym.  I look forward to the Sunday mornings that hubs and I take turns working out.  And I even have gone on the treadmill at home on non gym days if I get half hour away from the kids.

I can honestly say that I’ve noticed a difference in the way I feel when it comes to energy level.  And granted I have not yet seen much of a difference in my body, I do physically feel better.

It has only been about a month and a half since we joined the gym, but I really hope that this feeling continues…granted with a husband that works out 7 days a week, runs marathons and is training for a Triathalon, I have no doubt that he will continue to motivate me.

Maybe one of these days, I’ll be stronger than him and run circles around him!  Yeah right, who am I kidding!!!