How to find time to work out with a new baby without needing the perfect, cushtee set up.
Trying to find time to exercise, while juggling a business and a baby, is exhaustingly like trying to be three different people at once innit.
Then add on the fact that you're a blinkin' perfectionist too. *sigh* It can be pretty full on ay. Trying to be an exemplary human at all three. I feel you sister.
But y'see this clever trick I want to share with you came about when I annoyingly kept making the same mistake, but stupidly didn't do anything to change the result. I slept too little, ate too sugar-dey, sat down too much 'cause my work always involves a laptop, then bizarrely wondered why I felt like crap and my clothes didn't fit me.
I'll tell you why = because it was easier than doing something about it.
*Blurry fade and dreamy chimes into daydream*... Ah remember the days of non-mom-life when carving time for working out was, in fact, the easiest thing ever?! Oh disposable income and free time, you sexy past-time you. *Record-scratch back into real life*
So anyway, after noting these repeated mistakes and realising I was repeatedly feeling naff, I knew I couldn't keep up it up for much longer. No matter how easy an option it was. I was quickly adopting an unhealthy middle-aged spread at 35 and something had to give.
That something, was an unplanned day-to-day schedule. It sounds so obvious in hindsight, but it's priceless. The thought of squishing a work out into an already upside-down day was laughable. So yep, if you want the 'you' of yesteryear back, you need to join the world of routine my friend. The only way I was going to be able to work out on the regular (enough to make a physical difference that is), was to book a specific slot with myself. And stick to it.
So fo' sho', this technique isn't so much for you if you're a fair-weather work-outer. If you can take or leave a work-out, and pretty much always did pre-baby, then I'll give you a heads up. Chances are, this won't so much be your bag either.
But if you worked-out on a regular basis pre-baby, you loved that time for yourself and needed that high from getting your sweat on, then you're in luck lovely.
I know what you're like though. When it comes to getting lean and/or fit, even after becoming a mom, even if you can organise your routine perfectly, you want to work out in the 'perfect' way too. You want the block of fitness classes signed up for, the gym membership organised, the new workout gear bought and the perfect meal plan set in place. After all, it's gotta be done properly, with top results, or not at all. Right?
Wrong :) as you may have sussed, the 'perfect way' + motherhood does not = reality.
The 'lightbulb' discovery for me was that it didn't have to be a perfect set up, or be so laboured and intense with a ball-and-chain-like commitment. You don't need a personal trainer to start feeling like 'you' again. We don't live like Kim Kardashian. In fact you'll be surprised how much of a sweat on you can create by whacking on a good YouTube workout in your underwear while your wee one is looking at you with their judge-y face. (This is my current choice of mom-workout btw. The whole channel is deadly if you love a good zumba-esque shapeshifting. The workouts are short and sweaty, they get the heart pumping, I don't need childcare to do them and I don't even have to get dressed or leave the house. Score!). When you've gotten to know your little human, you'll see the times of day that they're least needy of your attention, and that's your moment. For me it's in the morning; my six month old daughter's rested, fed, dry-nappied and happy to jingle some toys around for 15-30 minutes while I throw myself gracefully (!) around the living room.
Basically, the key is that as long as you commit to that slot into your routine, as much as you commit to making your baby's bottles, you've no excuses and you'll be feeling awesome and kicking yourself for not copping it sooner.
So it's not about having everything set up perfectly, nor about looking perfect in fact. It's about committing to giving something back to yourself after all that giving to your wee one, feeling fantabulous as a result and finally realising you deserve that.