By the title I know you are thinking, "she's a little late!" But, this is my "Resolution" post. I've spent the past 6 weeks tending to baby L, and I've spent all of that time being lazy, staying in pjs from waking up until it's time for bed. I'll be honest, most days after a bath, if I get a bath, I put pjs on again. I have done a lot of laundry, cleaning and organizing my house. I'm almost certain that when we moved in, we unpacked the necessities and threw everything else in closets or cabinets! And because I've been pregnant the entire time, I did nothing. Well, that changes now. I have no excuses now. I've unpacked boxes, cleaned out closets, thrown stuff away (which I love to do) and organized cabinets!
Now that I've told you what I have done, I can tell you what I haven't done. Lost weight. And, that irritates me, a lot. I knew that I wouldn't be back to my prepregnancy weight immediately, but I had a goal in mind, and I'm not even close. I was shocked I gained as much weight as I did, which was all in the last month of my pregnancy. I'm just going to be honest, and give your numbers. Last year I lost 35 lbs and got down to 175. To many people, this is probably a lot.. to me, this was the smallest I'd been since college. I was in great shape. I could run 2 miles without stopping and getting close to 3, I could greatly participate in Zumba, had a personal trainer and I was noticing that I actually had muscles and they were showing. I went to the gym for the last time on March 23rd, 2010. I know this because it was the day before I had my wisdom teeth out. After my surgery I couldn't go for a week, then I had complications which delayed me. Then, I got lazy. Then, I got a stomach bug, that lasted for a week, then two. Well, it's exactly what you're thinking.. I was pregnant. The mistake I made is not making myself walk and exercise from that point on.. but, whatev. To be honest, I was scared. I was afraid of causing something to happen. I couldn't deal with that fact that if I worked out and caused a miscarriage, I'd never forgive myself.
Anywho, when I went to my first doctors appointment on May 5th, I weighed 185. DANG! Well, after lots of bad food, no exercise and lots of lazy.. I ballooned to a whopping 222 the day I delivered! DOUBLE DANG! Two days after I came home, on Christmas Eve, I weighed 202. Since then, I've gained 10 pounds! DAMNIT! Exactly what I didn't want to do! Exactly what I did with Aniston! UGH!
So, in saying that, I'm ready. I'm ready to start working out again, and I'm ready to start eating better. I'm sick of this guilty feeling of fatness and laziness. In my head, I know I CAN do it because I've done it before. In my heart, I'm scared. Sounds silly, I know. I have goals and a time line. I turn 30 this year, July 17th. So, starting today.. February 1st. I want to lose 30 lbs by my birthday. That's 51/2 months. I can do it. I will do it!
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