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Transformation Update

I know it has been a while since I have shared any details about my workout and weightloss progress. So far I have been following the Body for Life exercise program program for 14 weeks. I have lost 14 lbs so far and am 7 lbs away from my goal weight. I have taken photos of my progress (which I will NEVER post here ;) )and can see so many changes in my muscle tone and posture. I have tweaked my workouts a bit and am now running longer distances than the Body for Life/Transformation program outlines. I have realized that I still LOVE to run. I can tell by my running times that I am getting faster and stronger . . . It is a great feeling.

A nice side effect of all of this is that I am getting up earlier too. Since my husband surprised me with a gym membership, I have been working out first thing in the AM. I am home, have my prayer time and ready for the day before the boys wake up. This has been one of my biggest goals, since we start homeschooling in another week, and I really need time to myself in the morning before the rush of the day starts. I feel more organized, even though my house is still messy . . . . I get more done in the day. Most importantly I FEEL GREAT. I am not sure if it was lack of exercise or lack of sleep (A was a horrible sleeper), but I was tired 98% of the time. I had no energy. Now, A is sleeping through the night (since The Great Room Change) and I am exercising 6 days a week.

My boys are so cute about the whole thing too. K likes to “workout” with me . . . We will do push ups, sit ups and jumping jacks together. J has his army men workout too. It is so neat to see them react this way.

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  1. Way to go...soooo proud of you! Keep up the good work!
    ~K~

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  2. This is just the motivation I needed!! It's so hard for me to get up and exercise in the a.m., but I'm going to use you as inspiration. I often think-- how will I ever homeschool if I can't get myself disciplined enough to follow this schedule?? :)

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