I've discovered that my Winter slack off-slash-hibernation when it comes to running has definitely screwed around with my stamina, and over the past couple of weeks I've been slowly building it back up. I'm still doing Jillian's 30 Day Shred, but only around every second day and I'm combining it with running three times a week (when I have the chance). So far it seems to be paying off, but when I finish that 4-5 km mark I think Holy shit! How the hell did I ever get to 8km???
Every time I think about slacking off and skipping a workout, I remind myself that hey, I'm going to be Maid of Honor for my little sister next year, and I'll be the oldest one in the Bridal Party. And, the rest are all gorgeous and bubbly and cupcake cute and look like models. Eep! Tone up those arms woman, and put a little bit more into every lunge!
Let me tell you something. I definitely took for granted my super awesome metabolism in my teens and early twenties. It feels like a distant memory when I used to be teased for having scrawny chicken legs. Maintaining and toning now that I'm thirty is so.much.harder. I never used to second guess having a chocolate sundae or fries, but now I weigh up every option (apart from guilt free Friday night takeaway!) I figure that if I'm putting in all this effort when it comes to exercising, I shouldn't undo it all with diet. Right?
Sigh. Yeah, I miss those super awesome metabolism days. Miss them big time.