1 full hour PT session today, rather than the usual 45 minutes, and my little man joined in as best he could. It was a big cute, seeing him try to do sit ups, especially holding a weight 1/5 his size! He was, however, a great support person, cheering me on as I did sit ups, push ups, squats, burpees, running, boxing, planks, step ups and kicks.
Have you ever seen a 2 year old doing sit ups? VERY very sweet I must say... and he definitely shows mummy up in terms of fitness and flexibility. While I was sweating and feeling like I was about to die, he was giggling, and literally running circles around me. He counted out my step ups, and encouraged "kick, mummy, kick!".
The boxing, while exhausting for my arms, is definitely something I want to keep up with. I'm determined that I will NOT be a bride with flabby arms. Everything else, worst case scenario, can be hidden. My arms, in a strapless gown, cannot.
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