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{believe in me} 25/31 #sol18

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Last December, my friend Jen invited me to check out a new Orange Theory Fitness that was opening in the area. I told her I'd think about it.

The next day, I received a flyer in the mail about this new Orange Theory studio. Now I really started to think about it.

This is my year. My one little word: BELIEVE. I need to believe in myself that I can lose weight and grow stronger. But in order to do this, I need to do something different.

Orange Theory it is. I signed up, but had to wait a month before it opened. Which then turned into two months and then three months. A little frustrating, but timing worked out. We had the new puppy that needed to be walked, so I spent my time walking with her.

Finally, the studio opened last week. I attended the first class with Jen. I had no idea what to expect. It was hard. But fun! I was sore the next day. A good kind of sore.

Then, I attended the second class. Again, hard, but fun. More sore.

Half-way through the third class, I looked at myself in the mirror surprised to see me fighting so hard. I teared up thinking to myself, "This is hard and I'm doing this. I'm really doing this."

In that moment, I was so proud. Sore, sweaty, tired, but proud.

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After each class, I give my family the play-by-play of what I had to do to explain my sore muscles -- muscles that probably haven't been used in some time. Muscles that hurt when I sit. Muscles that hurt when I stand and walk again.

I am not signed up for classes this weekend. However, my girls decided to take matters into their own hands and hold their own workout classes. You can sign up here:

"Sign up sheet Orange Theory Madison and Peyton version."
Signature, Days, Date, and Pick 5 Numbers
My guess is they hear my excitement and they don't want me to lose my enthusiasm. So, they branded: "Orange Thiry Madison and Peyton vertion" to keep me motivated! I'm signed up for the weekend (except we didn't have time yesterday), so today will be my first day. If you are curious, the "pick 5 numbers" are the number of reps I have to do for each new exercise - a twist on their version.

Wish me luck today! I hope I can walk after this class!



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  1. Once again, our children help us to be our best selves!!!
    Beautiful post- great photo, great kids. You captured this small moment so well, giving us the emotional history that gives it significance.
    Don't disappoint them- keep up the good work! (Though maybe give those sore muscles a little "interval time" to recover.)

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  2. You go girl! I'm proud of you for persevering and getting into shape to keep up with those girls and that puppy! The girls will keep you on track and in no time those sore muscles will turn firm and lean. Hang in there! Love ya, Mom

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  3. Your girls are your best cheerleaders and coaches, making sure you will keep going.

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  4. Good for you!!!! I lost almost 30 pounds just walking the dog, but now I'm feeling like I need to find a class to join. We have a beautiful new rec center that just opened not too far from me, and I'm thinking I might check it out this week. Especially given that I don't have any coaches like yours! I love their plans for working out!

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  5. Yay for you! Not sure if you've read any of my posts about how I've started running, but I have been living that same feeling of "This is hard, but I'm doing it!" And it's an incredible feeling. I love that your girls have caught your enthusiasm. My daughter is younger than yours, but I love that she has picked up on what I'm doing. She often asks me, "Are you gonna run while I sleep?" and will say things like "I'm running to get strong!" Keep it up, for you and for them! <3

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