27/03/2026
Personal post ๐
So about a month ago I decided I was sick of my own bu****it and it was time to do something. I did my first workout in about 2 years, it was HARD. Like, really hard.
From that day, I did around 3/4 workouts a week using body weight, kettlebell and dumbells. I also incorporated walking into my week, aka the school run. I stuck this out for 4 weeks straight.
But then... Life... Last week I ran out of steam. My gran passed away not long ago. The funeral was today in Glasgow, and I just couldn't make it unfortunately. All week I've been feeling s**t about it.
I let myself feel s**t, I'd say I've even wallowed a little bit. Exercise has been the last thing I wanted to do. Until yesterday. I pulled it together and got the weights out and I've just done another one today.
This post is a little bit of post workout smugness, a little bit of accountability and a little bit to show you that it's OK to climb off the horse for a bit... As long as once you're done wallowing, you get back on.
I loved my Gran and I miss my family in Glasgow today. But I've got a baby who's very much attached to the b**b, I'm still not back in full force, and I'm being kind to myself today.
I hope everyone has a good weekend โค๏ธ๐