This week has been a bit more challenging. Late last week, Connor gave up napping, which means that I've lost my *mostly* interruption free workout time. So, instead of putting him down and getting 20 minutes to just focus on myself, I'm attempting to have him join in. I've gotten mixed results thus far.
Everyday I ask him if he wants to workout and he gets excited. "Workout! Workout!" I'll get the mat out, get my weights on strength days, paper, pen, and water. He'll do some of the warm up with me, especially if there's running or jumping involved and then he gets bored. If I'm lucky, he fills that boredom with games or Paw Patrol on his phone or playing with his toys. If I'm unlucky, he decides workout time is the perfect time to want to wrestle mom. I'm typically unlucky.
By the cool down portion of the day, he's over trying to climb on me (because I'm not letting him and he's tired of throwing a fit) and he joins in. He's gotten really good at Cobra, Child's Pose, and Downward Dog.
I have a fit test on Monday (anxious/excited) and then the workout routine changes. It's no longer going to be one day of cardio, one day of strength, one day of cardio, etc. I'm not sure exactly what's coming, but it's fair to say I'm very nervous about it.
As for my nutrition this week, I've started meal planning. I've tried and failed at this before, but I've tried and failed at these 90 day challenges before, so why should I let that stop me? I've never made it this far into a challenge without missing a day. Basically, I'm kicking my own ass this time. I need to step it up a notch, plus I understand that meal planning can actually save you a good chunk of change if you do it well. I've been trying new recipes, thanks to my older sister, and I'm feeling pretty good about this decision. <3