So here it goes, I am posting about my goal to become fit. Yes, I realize that I haven't been posting about anything I've made or designed, but my sewing machine is on the fritz and I haven't had time to open it up for further examination. So, until further notice I am stuck posting on the other things going on in my life.
I have avoided posting about this because it is hard to say out loud how much you weigh. It hasn't even been till recently that I let Adam, my husband, know what I weigh. I have found it helpful and encouraging to have his support as I've tried to shed the dreaded baby-weight (and then some). Adam receives texts from me any morning the scale gives me a new number and he helps cheer me on.
As most everyone that knows me knows I was always a well... a bigger child. I remember going to a yearly check-up in later elementary school and weighing in at 160 (no joke). Puberty was my friend and I trimmed down a bunch. I could have cared less about my size, I was completely oblivious to it. In highschool I don't even know what size pants I wore, because most of the ones I wore regularly I found at Goodwill. In college, I was super depressed (my first year) and I apparently was the kind of person to not eat when depressed. I had no idea I had loss so much weight until I decided to hop on a scale at the school's gym (I didn't own a scale) and it said 115. I about freaked out 115 at 5'9" is so not healthy (at least it was not for me). Then I went to Texas State, got married, moved to Dallas, and then got pregnant (okay that's like 7 years in a sentence). That whole time I never owned a scale so I am not sure what I weighed until I went to the OB's office and I weighed in at 170 (10 weeks pregnant and very shocked by that number). At the end of the pregnancy I weighed... wait for it... wait for it... 215! I just about passed out on the floor when then numbers popped up for everyone in the little weighing room to see.
So in my adult life I have weighed in from 115 to 215. That is 100 pounds people! That is CRAZY! More perspective, in my adult life I have owned jeans from a size 0 to 20. You can pick your jaw up off the floor now.
That brings me to today. My pregnancy weight, before my second baby Lilian, was 160 I gained 35 pounds so I ended up at 195. I am currently at 154 pounds and very pleased with the progress. I am loosing about 1.5 pounds a week. I had to give you my whole background life story, to put it all in perspective. My goal weight is 140 which for me is a comfortable size 6.
My problem is that I want to be a healthy and fit 140. I have totally changed my eating habits, including giving up my precious Cokes. The thing I struggle with the most is working out. I have a ton of excuses: it is too hot to take the girls out for stroller walks, Adam is studying every evening so I can't go then, I don't want to spend time working out when I could be playing with the girls... Currently my only work outs come from chasing a two year old around and spending hours a day bouncing a 4 month old. Oh, nursing totally counts as a work-out too!
If anyone has work-out suggestions I will take them. I need something for a beginner.