It was official, I could no longer see my ankles. I had entered my final trimester of pregnancy and due to my pre-eclampsia, everything from my eyelids down to my pinky toes looked as though I had been stung by a sea of bees.

I had no interest in moving my body, but the doctor’s order was for me to move for at least twenty minutes a day, even if it meant I was walking at a snail’s pace.

My husband was a personal trainer at the time. He volunteered to help get my daily movement in if I would come to his personal training studio on their lunch hour.

I rolled my eyes on day one of training when my husband told me to warm-up on the treadmill. There was not a bone in my body that wanted to move. But my husband shared some advice that got me moving, “Babe, just move for five minutes. If you want to quit after five minutes and go home, you can. But if not, you can stay and we will do more. Either way, you moved more than you would have if you never started.”.

I agreed to give my husband five minutes and before I knew it an entire hour had flown by. That principle of “Just MOVE” has stuck with me since that moment.

Here is an acronym for MOVE I’ve adopted for the days I would rather not move.

To read the rest of this post please visit Hello Mornings for the original post.

Click here to read the full post and learn to MOVE. 

YES, send me the good stuff!

 along with a freebie designed just for YOU.

Success! Check your inbox for your freebie!

Pin It on Pinterest