Week one post of the out of shape momma bear. Working full time, 3 kids, hobbies, dating, friends, all of the above have been put as priority over my own health. I used to be at the gym everyday, eating sweet potatoes and steak. And then I slowly put that on the back burner while taking care of everyone else’s needs. My dad told me once when I was a new mom, exhausted and depressed that I couldn’t take care of other people unless I took care of myself first! His one liners always stuck with me and I’ve found myself time and time again referring back to that statement when I feel tired and incapable of taking care of another person. As a nurse you start thinking about your physical health after a patient tanks and you end up physically exhausted two minutes into chest compressions, thinking lord please don’t let me give out on this person. This week I’ve started working out again, oh my lord it sucks eggs the next day. Muscles I didn’t know I had are crying. It burns to walk! I like it! I like being able to feel the work I’ve done the next day. Looking down at my sore legs complimenting them, “well hello beautiful, I missed you 😉” It’s only day 3 so I have, what? 27 more days to make this a habit? Challenge accepted.