So, back ---- waaaaaaaaay back ---- I promised I'd blog about my weight loss journey.
I'm sure you all took my silence to mean I was running marathons and just too busy to blog about it.
Yeah, I didn't think you'd buy that. Oh well.
So here's the truth. I tried for about a day. And I drank "enough" water - maybe twice.
About three weeks ago, I was mistaken for pregnant. That was a Sunday.
Monday morning I was on a diet. (The Carb Lover's Diet) I took the information, mish-mashed it a little bit, and as of Friday night I am/was down 4lbs. Progress!
And last Monday (ok, so it was Wednesday before I started) I joined up with a bunch of FB mommies who wanted to try about C25K. I did my 2nd run last night. (Yes, I'm behind a day, but that's just how I roll --- I'm about 6 weeks behind in my Beth Moore Bible Study homework...)
It was *about time* I blogged where I'm at. I actually feel that I look thinner than I did 2 weeks ago. Ok, I *know* I look thinner than 2 weeks ago. When I started about I seriously looked 5 months pregnant. Call it bloating, water retention, sagging muscles, lack of muscle tone --- whatever. I looked pregnant. And since my pants don't fit, it's a good thing I mailed my maternity wear off to my cousin Dorothy so I couldn't go grab them!
What's that? Stripes and plaid don't match? What do you want from me? It's 1am....
I normally (without effort previously) weighed about 120-125 lbs. Hate me if you will. I hate skinny me too. But since the beginning of my second pregnancy (mid-September '10) I've gained 25lbs. 25! In 9 months. That's sick.... I don't have a baby to show for all that. At first it was only about 15-18. And then I miscarried at Christmas, and it was cold, holiday foods, misery-loves-dessert .... and 144lbs bounced up at me like the jiggly half-cooked-baby bump did in the mirror.
140! Headed for 130. I could care less about the number anymore. I'm 26, I don't expect my body to look 19 again (and I bought my first bathing suit since then tonight... no wonder that size XS/2 didn't fit....). But I do expect my body to not look pregnant all the live-long-day. Because I'm not and I don't wish to be right now. So, for the first time --- in my entire life --- I am dieting and exercising. Do I feel great? Physically, no. I want to curl up on the sidewalk whenever I run. But psychologically, I'm proud of what I've accomplished.
So, here's to 130 and running 5kms!
Edited to add: The Carb Lover's Diet is not a low or no carb diet. I have no patience for diets that cut out major food groups. Carb Lover's Diet is written by (I think) Health Magazine editors. It's basically whole-foods living. The premise is that if you eat higher carb foods (good carbs, whole wheat bread, bananas, etc) you'll train your body to work harder at breaking down foods. For me this means cutting out a lot of processed breads --- but not completely. If I go onto a "deprivation" diet, I give up in a day or two. Just thought that it needed said.