What’s Your Fitness Type?


In the midst of my emotional mess a couple weeks ago, I committed to being more intentional about making time to run. I enjoy it, and notice that I am a more well-rounded happy person when I participate in a physical activity of some kind. Though, I’ve noticed that I like to jump in 125%, and then I do that for a couple weeks, then at some point, I get really tired of it all, and I take a day off, which then becomes 3 days off, then, I just stop all together. (Did my previous P90X endeavors just come to mind? Yes. I’m talking about that.) So, this time, I decided not to do that, and instead just make time to run, for the enjoyment of it, and let myself feel good about it, and not decide on some unrealistic goal like “I will run EVERY SINGLE DAY for 5 miles.” Let’s get real. I am a Stay-At-Home-Mom, and there is a very large part of me that would rather sit in peace when free time presents itself. So, on my run yesterday, I started thinking about what kind of fitness person I am, exactly.

Am I self-motivated? A “let’s do this!” type? Nay. I am not. I can be this type of person for about 3 weeks, then something in me starts to get really stabby at the thought of doing it for the rest of my life, and so instead of finding a nice medium, I’m like, “f* this s*, I’m going to drink wine instead.” Which I think is why I need to out loud say “I think I’m going to run” so that my husband can tell me that I should go. I know that if I say it out loud, he’ll make me do it. If I don’t say it, it probably won’t happen. I am twisty.

Am I more goal based? Do I work out until I achieve whatever goal I had in mind? I think if I am honest, I’d say I am not this either, but I’d really like to be. The summer before I got married, I did what I called “Operation Hot Body” with my best friend, and we seriously kicked ass. We’d wake up crazy early and go hiking every single day, and then hiking turned into trail running, and then we added workouts at the gym in the afternoon…we killed it. The goal was to be in great shape on my wedding day. Achieved. Post-baby, I thought I’d be able to get my pre-baby body back. I lost all of the baby weight, but when I realized that my body was never truly going to be the “same” and time was harder to find than I had originally anticipated, I gave up. New goal: get in the best shape I can before I get pregnant again. Though, I’m fighting the voice that says “You are just going to get fat again.”

Am I stagnant? A non-activity person, until it becomes imperative that I do something or I’ll die? I hope not. I think I have to find a balance between motivating myself enough to do good things for myself, and remembering that I have a whole life left to live, and I want to be able to healthfully participate in that.

I’m trying to learn more about the kind of person I am, so that I can have a realistic fitness regiman that I actually enjoy. I’ve been reading about different types of workouts, and ultimately, I think I really just like to run. But, at the end of the day, there are probably other things that I should be doing too. What is your take on fitness? What parts of it do you struggle with?

Some Resources:

The Best Workouts for Your Body Type

27 Simple Ways to Boost Your Metabolism

PopSugar’s Fitness Motivation


A Few P90X Tips

I am on Day 10 of P90X; however, as most of you know, this is my third go around with this workout. I feel like third time is a charm, because I am at a point where I am excited to work out everyday. P90X is tough shit though, and should not be taken lightly. Just last week, I was struggling with basic activities, like sitting on the toilet, and using a fork. That means that changing diapers, and picking up Kinsey every time she gave me puppy eyes and stretched out her cute little hands, was like child labor.

I’ve had a couple fellow Mom’s on twitter ask about the workout, so I thought I’d post a few of my what not/to do tips.

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Operation Heidi Klum: Year 26

I turned 26 years old over the weekend. It was a pretty fabulous birthday–one that started with cuddles from my little girl, breakfast made by my husband, and then, unfortunately, a loss by my Broncos. Thankfully, we headed to dinner immediately following the loss, so I couldn’t dwell on it too much. Instead, I drank my sorrows in Cabernet Sauvignon, and ate my weight in delicious food, and by the end of the night I had forgotten about our terrible defense.

Now, I am 26, and it seems that this whole aging thing is not a joke. It is time to take care of myself, which can only mean one thing: Operation Heidi Klum. Yes, I have committed to doing the Heidi thing before, but this time feels different. Maybe it is because I am officially in my late twenties, and every time I repeat the “late twenties” thing aloud, I feel a huge weight on my shoulders (literally, and figuratively). I am relatively healthy. I am in relatively good shape. But, I think relatively just isn’t what I want for myself anymore. I told my friend Denise, that I was tired of complaining about something that I can 100% control. If I really want to run, and if I want to do something about my mommy love handles, then I would actually do it…right? Not just sit around and complain about it, while stuffing my face with another pan of brownies, while yelling/sobbing at the television during another episode of the Biggest Loser? RIGHT. So, just running is probably not going to cut it anymore. We did birthday dinner with some friends and they had started P90X to the X (I don’t even know what the latest one is called), that day, together. I think Bryant and I both were simultaneously jealous, because we have done it before, yet never actually completed the entire 90 days. I did it last summer, and made it about 4 weeks until I got too confident and did not do one of the modified moves during a workout and then was in horrific knee pain and then bailed. Bryant and I did it together a couple years ago, and once we found out we were moving to New Jersey, decided to do a bunch of evenings at the bar with friends saying goodbye instead of doing our workouts. We are really awesome at excuses. So, when Bryant asked me if I wanted to do P90X together, I felt happy inside…mostly about the together part, not the painful workouts part.

Long story short, I am ready to go all Operation Heidi Klum, and fully commit to getting my shit together. I’ll Mommy by day, and Operation Heidi Klum by night, and somewhere in there find time to do the graduate student thing (because my classes started last week, and, whoa, so many papers). But, I am going to do it, damnit. Because, I matter, and my happiness is tied to my whole self (right, Mrs. President?) It is true. I’ve had a year after year battle with running. It is an activity that I love to hate. So, maybe, if I can figure out a way to enjoy crazy Tony being all weird and excited about jumping around like a fool, and then, figure out how to channel that same excited energy into running, then, somehow, everything will collide and create one big happy Heidi Klummy trifecta of awesome. Maybe? I hope so. Because, I have really grand ideas about what mommyhood should actually be like, and a lot of it involves being able to chase my kid around a yard for hours without being totally and completely out of breath to the point of vomit. Mommyhood makes me want to be better at everything. I know that I won’t be perfect-far from it. But, I feel this drive to try to be the best that I can be–and that includes loving myself enough to make time for myself…to be kicked around by some crazy muscley guy who drives me crazy (talking about Tony here).

WHO IS WITH ME!? It’s ok, for the first time, I am actually comfortable doing it alone.