Eric walked in and mumbled something, but I wasn't even paying attention. I felt like I was at the end of the diving board on the high dive getting ready to jump, like your "throat in your stomach" kind of feeling. So I dove - right into reality and up popped the number 150. There you have it ladies/gents/kids/family/friends/creepers - I am 150 lbs. Am I happy with that weight - Hell to the NO.... am I motivated to work on it now - Hell to the Yeah...
Just to let you all know, when I got pregnant with Wesley in October of 2009 I was at my lowest weight at 127 lbs - I tend to stay right around 130 lbs. So let's do the math together. 150 -130 = 20 lbs. I am up TWENTY FLIPPIN POUNDS.
Excuse list - all I hear is blah, blah, blah:
1. "Girl time" is in 2 days and that adds about 5 lbs right?
2. I have been binging since Sunday after my race.
3. Running adds muscle and that weighs more than fat?
I HAVE to start caring again and STOP thinking that running is just going to "melt" the lbs away on it's own - because reality is - it doesn't. I have to start eating right and telling McArthur's Cake - "NO I don't like you and I won't have 3 pieces of you". I run, I work out, and I am REALLY good at maintaining that routine - so now I just need to get the eating in check. If I can do that - I should be able to get these lbs off and feel good again.
Okay - kicker here... People always say "You don't weigh that - no way - where do you put it?" - so I took a picture of myself this morning for a before and it made me so sad... Sad I let myself do this, sad E has to look at me all puffed up, sad I somehow convinced myself I wear matching bras and underwear (I so don't), etc... I contemplated posting - but I just can't bring myself to, yet.
CONCLUSION - Keep running. Throw in some extra strength training. I am even contemplating starting back up at Ellipse Fitness - they have classes that are different each day and it is not a "meat market" style gym - where I have to get on a machine after someone else's swamp a** was just plopped on there, or hang onto a bar after someones hand (who knows where it has been) was just on it, or half the people there are there to find.a.date. Yeah - sorry hard core gym fans. I am just not one. I am a germ freak...
So to my team members on the Mama L Fit Challenge - I am SO READY to do this. I am ready to look like a svelte machine for Santa, put my mama body into a CUTE bikini next summer, and honestly to FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF AGAIN.
Wednesday - is it over yet?
How is your day going? Please give me a happy weight loss story today? Anyone go to Ellipse?