A momcomplishment is a thing, right? It’s like an accomplishment, but even more amazing because you’re a mom and that makes even the slightest tasks more difficult. So, enter, the momcomplishment.
This past weekend, I had a big one (in my world).
Back story… I am not a naturally athletic human. In fact, I still think about the time – in middle school – when I got made fun of for prancing and/or frolicking like a deer instead of running during my B-Team basketball game. Also, I can still feel the dread that would plague the week leading up to the day we’d have to run the mile in gym class. I was always one of the last to finish.
I’ve always been more of a sidelines kinda gal… but not in a cheerleader way, because I didn’t care about sports in any capacity… but in the “I’m here to socialize… is there a game going on?” kind of way.
Now fast forward to my current world. Since October of 2016, I’ve been working out pretty regularly with my neighbor friend. Mostly about 3 times a week, sometimes 4. We’ve done Cross Fit, 9Rounds and Orangetheory (my current obsession). What started out as a way to lose baby weight has transformed into a pretty solid lifestyle change. We now (since the beginning of December) work out at Orangetheory 5 mornings a week and most days just love it.
So, my momcomplishment… last weekend I successfully completed my first Dri-Tri at Orangetheory… a 2,000 meter row, 300 body weight exercises (think burpees, squats, push ups, etc), and a 5k run on the tread ALL in 47 minutes (and 44 seconds)! I wasn’t the fastest, I wasn’t the slowest, but I was extremely proud of myself.
Exercise has become an amazing way for me to start my days with focus, energy, and accomplishment and this was just the first of many personal achievements to come. When I’m sweating my ass off in the morning, I’m not a mom, I’m not a wife, I’m not an employee, I’m just me, working hard for me.