Alas here I am sitting on the couch with my little man.
There are so many reasons/excuses why I didn't go.
It was totally out of my comfort zone
It was a far drive
I would miss time with my family
I didn't know what to wear
Pretty Little Liars is on
I gave myself so many excuses that I'm not even sure the actual reason I didn't go.
I decided last night and it's pure fate that I'm puking my cows out this morning (that's what Mabel says, no idea )
I would have loved to go. I think it's so important to get out of your comfort zone and do things that scare you.
Apparently I just like saying it more than doing it.
I have been slacking on working out lately mostly because I can't stop feeling like I'm going to release the demons through my mouth at any moment. I know it's a valid reasons but I can't help but feel disappointed in myself.
Maybe that's the biggest reason I didn't go. I don't feel the part. I don't feel like a cute fit pregnant woman. I feel like a whale who counts bathroom trips as workouts.
My goal today is 30 min Body Pump.
It may not be meeting Carrie Underwood but it's more my speed today.
Please tell me it's normal to not be running 30 miles a week right now!