Fear of the rest day

So I'm crazy. We had our rest day and I became antsy that we weren't at the gym. Don't get me wrong it's not like I'm looking forward to working out. But after thinking about it it's more along the lines I'm afraid I'll fall off the training wagon. So I begged my hubby to go. He said no. So then I started to Pinterest fitness shit. Then after wasting hrs I thought ok I will to this starting 10 thing jumping jack/crunches and about 5 jumping jack in I had a thought-a skinny person thought of jumping jacks because a fatty jiggles too much. So I took my rest day and figured it was time to meditate. I did make it back to the gym the next day much to Mikes chagrin.

Week 3

So this week I took one of my times walk out if the gym and did it with my family. Nice to kill 2 birds with one stone. The boys had fun walking with us. I also had to think a 5k will be different than the gym the tread mill is soft and level. The trail I was on wasn't. Branches out to trip me. Curbs dip and make ground unlevel. So I think as much as my fatty complex likes going to the gym to do all my walking I'm going to have to try to get outside more once the rain stops. Heavens know my boys will enjoy it even if my ankles don't.
Today I walk 2 magic miles. Wish it could be over with. Mike is losing motivation. He works so hard by the end of the day he hopes I say we won't go to the gym. So far he is out of luck. Lucky for me my sassy ladies keep giving me kudos and that's driving me to do more. Thanks ladies.

I got to the gym and I am so happy I did each of my 2 miles in 19 minutes. I'm just so happy I got them done under 20.