As most of you know since February I have been having a hard time when it comes to working out. For the past three years I have been working out consistently.
February hit and my back messed me up. I had to take a few weeks off from working out. When I was cleared, I had to start back from square 1 which I did not like at all. Once I started getting back on track my kids decided to get sick which resulted to many sleepless nights. When it came time to work out I was unmotivated and I found myself not concentrating during my sessions. Even in this state of mind I still tried my best and continued.
Then once I finally felt like I was getting into a routine, my nanny leaves on her vacation for 2 months. What does that have to do with anything? I’ll explain. I had to balance work, housework, kids and my husband. To many people that’s normal but to me it’s not and I will say with all modesty, dignity and pride. It was after 35 years that I was exposed to the kitchen/housework and all that and more. Being an Arab I was raised in a house with two nannies. Once I got married I got my own nanny after I got pregnant. I have never gone through what I went through these past two months. I am thankful to have a supportive hands on husband who taught me things around the house and helped everyday as soon as he got home from work.
April 1st my nanny left. The very next day my son had a tonsillitis operation and Ondrej was out of town. He came back 8 days later and I started working out once again. The month of April was a killer. Work, endless house work, family and making sure they had everything prepared for the next day was CRAZY. The minute they would sleep, I’d be in the kitchen preparing 4 lunchboxes and breakfasts for the next day. Then Ondrej would walk in and I wanted to cry from exhaustion but thought I could do it. I tried working out until mid April but then I had to stop. I couldn’t bare it any longer. He would tell me which exercise to do next and I’d just stare at him. My mind was racing 100 miles per second. I kept thinking about everything I had to do and checking off boxes in my head. He would say, “Yala Dana your turn.” I’d stare back blankly as in oh no what am I supposed to do??. He was able to read my facial expression and would say, “ Dana, where are you? Focus” Right then and there I knew that I was done. I was tired. So I continued the hour and messaged him the very next morning apologizing and saying that I couldn’t balance it all. I told him that I needed this month to pass and when I am back on track and my nanny is back I’ll start back up again. He completely understood and did not give me any trouble. Instead he would check up once a week to see how I was coping.
Ramadan began and I thought to myself, Ok we get to sleep in! I can start with Ondrej again. It’s been a month since I have stopped. I messaged him saying that I was ready and he was over 2 days later. I was hyper and energetic, I didn’t know I had missed my workouts that much. Yes, mind you, I was/am still exhausted but enough was enough. That night I slept well, woke up energetic and was ready for the day. Little did I know that the next day at night my body would shut down within half an hour. I had a terrible fever and a rock feeling in my throat. I took some meds and went to bed by 7pm. Ondrej was supposed to come that Tuesday morning since we had a day off. I messaged him early in the morning letting him know that he shouldn’t come. I told him I was sick and would be going to the doctors. So that was that, I had to stop yet again! I was frustrated and annoyed. I went to the doctors and found out that I had one the worse throat infection ever! Just when I thought that I was getting back on track I found out that I need to stop for another week or two! Ondrej was shocked and was trying to calm me down. As usual he understood and told me that the minute I am well and back to 100% to message him.
With my luck let’s see. Will I be able to get back on track before traveling for the summer? On Tuesday I will try once again. I hope and pray this is the end of the curse on me and working out!
