Miss going to the gym but also kind of don't?
Spent hours at the gym before fatherhood. Had the perfect routine, tracked everything, was obsessed. Now I barely have time and I'm okay with that. My body has definitely changed but I'm stronger than I was in other ways. Like I can deadlift my 4 year old and a grocery bag in each hand while unlocking the door. That counts right? Sometimes I wonder what I'd look like if I still had that dedication but then I remember I'd be miserable and irritable. This is better.
I get that completely. Spent years tracking macros and hitting the gym religiously, but now I'm just trying to keep up with three kids and honestly I'm happier this way.