I know it's there although I try to ignore it.
Over the weeks, it's taunts have gotten louder and louder until...
I must do something about it.
What is this evil thing that torments me day in and day out?
It's my box of pre-maternity clothes. And it is driving me insane.
So here I am, sharing the ugly truth: I need to lose some baby weight. I'm not sure what happened. Somewhere between the pregnancy test and the delivery room I lost all of my will-power. Red velvet became my best friend. Chik-fil-A was about the only thing I could stomach for a long time because of morning sickness. The result?
45 pounds. Ahem...I said it. 45 pounds.
I used to be THAT girl. You know the girl who ate healthy and worked out like a crazy woman. Heck, I could do pull ups like a man before I got pregnant. And now? My doughy body hangs on the bar just begging me to quit and find some ice cream.
In all fairness, I have lost a lot of the weight I gained. I only have 12 more pounds to go. But I have to be honest, I didn't do anything to lose that weight...it just melted off.
So here I am...putting it out there for the world to see. I need you to be my witnesses and my form of accountability.
I have signed up for Weight Watchers. Dang it! I am counting points, baby.
I have quit drinking Diet Coke. No more glasses of wine, either.
I have started CrossFit again...even though I am always the last one to finish.
Maybe if I am brave enough I will take a before picture and post it here. Maybe not...hehe.
This is for real and I am in it to LOSE IT!!! My goal is actually to lose 20 pounds. I would like to weigh less than what I weighed when I got pregnant with Reese. That would put me at a healthy weight for my height and body type. The people at Weight Watchers agree that is an acceptable goal.
So, watch out you evil box of pre-maternity clothes. I will win. I will wear your size sixes and yes, even your size fours. And I will look good and feel good!
There..I've said it. I've written it. Now I just have to DO IT!