Tuesday, June 4

Phew. Like Wow. Seriously.

Readers, I'm in awe. Awe of the multi-tasking mom. And I know a lot of people see me in this role with the amount of things I like to keep on my plate but I've got nutin' on those that REALLY able to make use of their full 24 hours. 

For example, it's tough to find time to blog. And this is supposed to be MY fun forum - my outlet. {I've often told my husband - the truly budding writer - that he needs to start a blog. Daddy blogger. Strangely he offered to get back to me and hasn't...Note to self.}

And the whole really-can't-you-squeeze-30-minutes-into-your-day-to-workout fiasco. I TRY, okay? That's why when friends and I discovered Mommastrong and her The Hook Challenge, I about jumped for joy. 

The Hook is a mommy-focused wellness plan that allows you to do workouts by the comfort of your own laptop or smartphone in 15-minute increments. Like me, last night around 9:20pm, hidden away with my MacBook Air down in the kids basement playroom. Praying my husband wouldn't come down and judge me for burpees that look nothing like my high school soccer self's used to. 

Yes, there are burpees in The Hook. But don't let that discourage you.You can carve out 15 minutes from your day (and squeeze a little more firmness into your bum) easily and Mommastrong also offers an online community known as "The Tribe" to help egg you on in your adventure for wellness.  Each day brings a new video to watch and immediately-break-a-sweat, kick-yourself-into-gear over with Courtney, Mommastrong's founder leading the way. 

She even has a stray kiddo or dog venture into the camera at times so you know the authenticity of what you're doing (read: working out for 15 minutes hidden away in the kids playroom) is mirrored on the other side of the camera with Courtney. Because she's squeezing it in too at home. 

Understand - I'm in Day 2 of 30 in this challenge so tomorrow when my quads are screaming at me and my glutes can't handle another squat, my sentiments may change. But that's what The Tribe is for - to keep pushing me forward. {Or as Mommastrong says, "Keep F**king Going. She's all forceful and influential and Tony-Goldwyn-shouting-at-Olivia-in-Scandal-in-a-way-that-supercharges-your-internal-goddess like that.}