Enough with the Excuses!

This morning I woke up and went for a walk.  Just a twenty minute walk.  Then I followed up that walk with 50 squats and 50 lunges at the base of my driveway.  In the dark with just the hint of a sunrise peeking out from behind the homes in my neighbourhood.

Why am I telling you this?

Because I’m owning up and admitting that I have been lazy this summer.  Seven weeks ago I injured my wrist at the gym.  I’m still not 100% sure what is wrong with it but it hurts like crazy and clearly I’ve had some type of tendinous tear or ligament injury.  The injury isn’t the important part of this story though, it just became my excuse.

I’ve been an avid CrossFitter for about three years now.  I worked out through my last pregnancy up until about 37 weeks where the sheer discomfort of carrying my third child impeded my ability to do what I wanted in the gym.  I did everything I could to heal from other smaller injuries so that I could get back to the gym as soon as possible.  I went when I was tired.  I went when I had lots on my plate.  I was hooked.

So when this wrist injury sidelined any hopes of doing any body weight exercises, let alone anything involving a bar, I chose to stop going to CrossFit.  And that really frustrated me.  So I’ve been using that excuse of not going to CrossFit to not really do anything physical all summer.

I’ve done a little…I’ve swam at the cottage.  I’ve gone for a few walks.  I’ve done some squats, sit ups and lunges here and there but in reality, it was nothing compared to what I was used to nor was it at all consistent. I just got lazy.

Two days ago I was complaining whining to my husband about how much I miss going to the gym and how “I can’t work out”.  And he called me on it.  To my face he looked at me and he called me on my excuse. {thanks honey}  Because that’s exactly what it was…an excuse.

I can work out.  I can still move. I can walk, run, do jumping jacks, jump, lunge, squat, do sit ups, sprint, and more.  Just because I can’t throw a lot of heavy weights around, do a push up, do a burpee, or pull up {allright, in all honesty, I can only do one pull up without help even before the injury but you get the point…}, it doesn’t mean I can’t be active.

So, this morning, I got up at 4:55AM.  I rolled out of bed and threw on my workout gear.  I was out the door before I could convince myself that getting back into bed would be the better decision.

And it felt awesome.  Just getting the blood pumping and actually moving felt awesome. I felt like me again.  I didn’t feel lazy, flabby, bored, frustrated, angry, or any of the other emotions that have quite frankly been far too repetitive in my brain lately.

It also set the tone for the rest of the morning.  I got back, made some tea, listened to an hour-long webinar, responded to emails, made breakfast {eggs & salsa, yum!}, had a shower, got the kids up, made dinner {crock pot jambalaya}, made lunches for the kids at day camp, fed the kids breakfast, got the kids to daycare and day camp, and then to work all before 9AM.

So no more excuses.  Just because I’m choosing to hold off on Crossfit doesn’t mean I can’t be active.  I’m embarrassed that I’m sharing my laziness with you because it sounds so silly.  But it’s true and real and I was inspired by two amazing women in my life {Thanks Karen & Ann} who have shared their some of their realness with me in the last few days and weeks.

Onwards….to once again committing to whole health. 🙂


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