So Saturday saw me hook back up with my fantastic personal trainer Jason (J Force Fitness) I’ve been driving myself mental wanting to get back training. I’ve racked up a whole load of weight, bad habits and a shed load of self doubt. Saturday was in initial consultation, checking out a few medical type things and discussing what will happen in the next few months.
Prior to the consultation Jason had asked me to fill out a postnatal fitness questionnaire. There was a grid of pregnancy/post natal ailments and I felt like I was playing bingo. I seemed to be able to circle a fair few, some more embarrassing than others! But I figure I needed to be honest about where I am physically and mentally so that I can get back in to fitness in the right way. One thing I do know from when I was postnatal with Imogen is that smashing ab crunches etc is not the right way to go especially after a diastasis recti.
Soooooooo the sum total of the consultation is that I won’t be smashing circuits, well not yet anyway. I need to do some strengthening work first to sort my abs out (I still have a gap in my rectus abdominis of about 3 finger widths, according to the physio), so I need to work a little on sorting that out first.
Jason also suggested I need to be doing some walking. This I can handle. I’d love to be smashing some burpees (ok maybe not love but I want to get back to that level and beyond) but for now I need to build it up slowly.
You’d think that walking with a baby in a pram would be the simplest thing to achieve in the world, WRONG! Today I would have loved to give it a bash but an 18 week old with acid reflux and a nasty cough just meant he was puke central and wouldn’t even settle in the pram! Once the other half was home it was too dark to go out walking on my own so I headed to the gym and walked for 30 mins on the treadmill.
There were a few things that occurred to me whilst I was walking nowhere on the treadmill.
1) I bloody hate treadmills, so frickin boring
2) The last time I was in the gym proper, I was 36 weeks pregnant and gigantic!
3) 5 months out of the gym feels like forever and everything makes me nervous again, just looking at the TRX I was thinking “what on earth do you do with that again?”
4) I caught myself gazing longingly at the squat rack! (WTAF!?)
So it was hardly the most epic of work outs BUT it is a start, slow and steady wins the race.