Channelling Chumbawumba....

A couple weeks ago, Lily got hit with a stomach bug.  She woke up four or five times in the night and vomitted all over her bed.  I got no sleep that night and ended up just sleeping in her bed with her.  Less distance to go to switch out pukey pillows and covers, right?  A few nights later, Leo was the one waking up all through the night and puking all over the bed.  Just so happens the bed he was puking on was ours.  Ick!  And then, I think I got a modified version of it: no appetite, no energy, the thought of eating induced gagging.  I'm not quite sure that I'm "over it" yet.  My husband was the least to fall and he just fell this week.  He tries his hardest to avoid it, but it always catches him in the end!  In the midst of the lovely, puking-all-night sickness, we also had my Father-In-Law here nearly every morning, helping us out with our bathroom remodeling project.  I'm incredibly grateful for his help, but man, it would have been nice to have a day or two to recover from all the pukeys!  And having our regular activities disrupted really isn't putting me in the best of moods!

So, confession here.....I fell off the wagon!  After that attempt at running, my knees are in pain!  I went to use the torso rotation machine today and immediately jumped back off.  It was either that, or do my "screaming banshee" impersonation.  Kneeling on those pads did absolutely nothing good for my knees!  All in all, I think there was about a 10-day stretch of no visits to the gym.  I feel so guilty!  I think I may have been over-training just slightly and the break was probably good for my body.  But...now I need to find my movitation and get back to it!  You wouldn't believe how quickly all those good benefits of the gym disappeared.  In 10 days, I went from being proud of my body and what it could do to focusing on my gut, my blubberiness, the chunk still left around my face, the jiggle in my thighs.  It really didn't take long for me to feel like I was falling back, that I was struggling again.  I hate those feelings!  So, today, I forced myself back to the gym.  I did my strength training and a good 30 minutes of cardio.  Tomorrow, we're off to the dentist and then another gym.  Just gotta keep going!  We all get knocked down every now and then.  The trick it to pick yourself back up and keep on going!