Audrey will be 11 months old very, very soon. I still have 11 lbs to lose to get down to what I weighed when I got myself knocked up with her.
WHOA. WEIRD NUMBER COINCIDENCE THERE.
Anyway. I gained about 35 pounds during that second pregnancy (not exactly sure how much because at the end, I kind of stopped paying attention or caring much. I was gigantic. The End.) I had a head start on things because I started at a lower weight than my first pregnancy. After she was born, the first 25 pounds or so of weight came off pretty easily. I breastfed Audrey for almost 5 months which helped allow me to eat just about whatever I wanted, even on the new Weight Watchers plan (I started that last December). I was even doing pretty well with exercising a few days a week. I slowly and steadily lost weight until March.
But then The Perfect Storm Of Weight Loss Sabotage happened. I stopped breastfeeding. The baby became mobile AND started teething/not sleeping all that great. Extra time and energy for exercise became scarce. Life got busy and hectic keeping track of two moving children plus working and keeping up with normal daily chores and I started rewarding myself for surviving the days by plopping my growing butt on the couch after the girls were in bed (9:00pm if I was lucky) and eating ice cream, cookies, pie, cake… whatever we happened to have around.
I had started getting into a really good routine with meeting my mom a few evenings each week and walking a few miles with her. But that hasn’t happened in about a month. It has been hot as Hades outside so I spend most days hiding inside, declaring my neverending love to whoever invented air conditioning. Then I caught tuberculosis or whatever this crap is that’s been in my lungs for nearly three weeks. So exercise has been the last thing on my priority list. I played three games of volleyball with the neighbors last weekend and I seriously thought I might die or at least cough up a kidney after all the exertion. My body is clearly not ready for me to start moving again yet. Hopefully another few days and my lungs will be back to normal. COUGH COUGH HACK.
All of this to say: I need to get back to work on this whole weight loss thing. I am SO! CLOSE! to being back to my own personal ‘happy’ weight and size (because everybody’s is different, you know) I know what my body feels like when it’s being treated well and this… well, this is definitely not it.
I don’t have a clear plan, to be perfectly honest. I have had great success with Weight Watchers in the past, but I don’t think I’m going that route for this last bit of weight. Partly because the new points plan is a lot more strict about things than before and I was finding it nearly impossible to even come close to the 29 points a day it allowed me (I like carbs, you guys.) But it’s also partly because I don’t think that food is necessarily what I need to focus on. I mean, I WILL be cutting back on desserts (*CRY*) and I’m going to try reallyreallyhard to eat less cheese and eat more veggies and fruits. You know, common sense, obvious stuff.
I know that what I need to do is get my butt off the couch and move.
It’s not going to be easy. Like every other parent out there, I don’t get a lot of free time to myself. I might be able to sneak 30 minutes here and there to write a blog post while the baby is napping and Maggie is eating a snack and watching Sesame Street (GUESS WHAT EVERYONE IN OUR HOUSE IS DOING RIGHT NOW?? ha) but it’s rare. Usually my ‘free’ time includes such glamorous activities such as emptying the dishwasher, switching the laundry, prepping dinner, or answering client emails I’ve been ignoring all day. And when the kids are finally in bed? I just want to SIT. IN THE DARK. AND ENJOY THE QUIET AND NOBODY TOUCHING ME.
But of course, when I sit there on the couch, I usually have some company. Usually something chocolatey. Mmmmmm…
(GEE. I DON’T KNOW WHY I’VE GAINED FIVE POUNDS IN THE PAST FEW MONTHS.)
Some things I’m going to try so this is successful:
- Wake up before the girls and exercise. This means setting my alarm for 6am or possibly earlier on a NON-WORK DAY. You guys, THE HUMANITY!!!!! In the past I haven’t had much luck with early morning exercise. My body is not a fan. We’ll see how it goes.
- Workout ‘with’ Maggie on the Kinect while Audrey naps. This is probably going to be the easiest to find time for, because thankfully Audrey is pretty predictable napper (something I did NOT have with Maggie at this age! I feel so spoiled!) I usually use her naps to do chores- dishes, laundry, etc.- or play a game or color with Maggie. But I think I just need to ignore the To Do List and involve Maggie and it will be two birds with one stone.
- Walking/(running?) in the evenings. I bought new running shoes a month ago and have yet to actually wear them. How sad. As soon as it stops being so freaking hot outside even after dinnertime, I’m getting back out there. Hopefully Dan is willing to man the battle stations for the girls’ bedtimes now and then. Also, I have running? up there because… it’s been a looong time since I ran. Like high school plus a brief few weeks during the fall before I got pregnant with Audrey. I’d like to slowly work my way up to running again.
So that’s my plan. Sorta. I don’t know. I’m sure I will have good weeks and bad weeks. I’ve done this weight loss thing enough to know that you just need to forgive yourself for the bad days/weeks and keep going. Learn from it. Fix it. There’s no easy solution, unfortunately. I’m just tired of feeling TIRED and crappy and weak and flabby.
Plus I miss my old shirts and pants and I REALLY don’t want to have to buy a whole new wardrobe in a bigger size for this fall. </superficial> :)