BarreOne

Today I exercised. Left the house, showed up to a class, and got my butt kicked. For the 3rd time this week! Oh, how I did not want to go. It's finally fall. It's chilly, overcast, and raining. I just wanted to stay in my pjs. My fibro certainly doesn't ever like cold fronts. And when I say, doesn't like, I mean pain so bad, fatigue so fierce that I want to tell my husband to come home right now, take 600mg of ibuprofen, and curl up with a heating pad. So I did the most logical thing, I threw on some workout clothes and loaded 5 kids in the suburban.

I showed up to class, 5 kids in tow and I am very thankful there's a playroom to stick them in. It usually takes about 10 minutes for my body to get warmed up and then only 10 more minutes until I'm begging for mercy. She played that song today, "you got me begging for mercy." That was me.

This is one of the hardest workouts I have ever done. It combines yoga, Pilate's, and barre work. It is supposed to give you a dancer's body. Yes, please. But my fibro is definitely saying no. I am pushing up against a hard wall. A wall that has stood firm for over 15 years. This is the year it's coming down. 3 back to back pregnancies, the last one ending with 10 weeks of bed rest, I am determined to reclaim the ground this disease has stolen. For me, for my husband, for my kids.

Exercise is first a battle of the mind, then the will, then the body. Each time I have to psyche myself up at least a day in advance. I am scared to go more than a couple days without a workout for fear that my body will seize up and shut down. It's happened before and it was not fun.

Tomorrow is massage day.

Looking forward to Monday's class.

Check out barreOne on facebook. My friend Jennifer is an awesome instructor and encourager!
She has a special going for October, $100 unlimited! Great deal! Oh yes, and Jennifer doesn't even know I am posting this. This is all my own, unsolicited opinion. : )