Today I stepped on the scale for the first time in months. The last time I stepped on it I officially weighed the most I have ever weighed. E-ver. Yuck. Thankfully today the total was 1.5lbs less than The Most. How I've lost weight is beyond me but whatever, I'll take it!
Considering my weight I actually don't feel all that terrible. I have my moments but for the most part I feel pretty good about myself. The girls are looking good (always important) and I feel like I actually have a shapely ass for once. I like being curvy, in fact, I never want to be skinny skinny.
Heath and I debate about this all the time. He thinks that I could easily be 150 and look fine. I think I would be too skinny, lack any curves, and even though I might physically be able to get to that weight I don't think that I would enjoy being there. I LIKE food, I like alcohol, I want to be able to enjoy these things, even if it's only in moderation.
But the girls are nearing DD status and if I keep going on this See Food diet (the only diet I've been on that hasn't been an Epic Fail) then, well, it could get scary. Plus, more importantly, I need to be healthier in general and be a better role model for Rubes. Ideally I'd like to be back to the weight I was when we got married. That's still an crazy 75 pounds from now which seems a little overwhelming but I've been there before so I know that it's possible.
Since Thursday I've taken a yoga class, a Zumba class, a weight lifting class, and walked around the neighborhood for about an hour. I did the yoga class last Thursday and after just the one class I felt AMAZING. I friggin' love yoga. I think it will be the key to either the success or failure of this latest weight loss endeavor. It helps calm the monsters inside of me. I am amazed at how well I fall back into the swing of working out and how well my bodies handles it despite what I've throw at it!
Considering my weight I actually don't feel all that terrible. I have my moments but for the most part I feel pretty good about myself. The girls are looking good (always important) and I feel like I actually have a shapely ass for once. I like being curvy, in fact, I never want to be skinny skinny.
Heath and I debate about this all the time. He thinks that I could easily be 150 and look fine. I think I would be too skinny, lack any curves, and even though I might physically be able to get to that weight I don't think that I would enjoy being there. I LIKE food, I like alcohol, I want to be able to enjoy these things, even if it's only in moderation.
But the girls are nearing DD status and if I keep going on this See Food diet (the only diet I've been on that hasn't been an Epic Fail) then, well, it could get scary. Plus, more importantly, I need to be healthier in general and be a better role model for Rubes. Ideally I'd like to be back to the weight I was when we got married. That's still an crazy 75 pounds from now which seems a little overwhelming but I've been there before so I know that it's possible.
Since Thursday I've taken a yoga class, a Zumba class, a weight lifting class, and walked around the neighborhood for about an hour. I did the yoga class last Thursday and after just the one class I felt AMAZING. I friggin' love yoga. I think it will be the key to either the success or failure of this latest weight loss endeavor. It helps calm the monsters inside of me. I am amazed at how well I fall back into the swing of working out and how well my bodies handles it despite what I've throw at it!
