I have to keep reminding myself of this very inconvienient fact. I had a great walk on the treadmill today (side note...for some reason the treadmill at the Y is much more fun (?) to walk on than the one at home...could be lack of children trying to climb on the back and having to stop every 5 minutes to end a fight, calm an angry baby etc) and got to thinking. I happened to look down and see my leg jiggling and got a little angry. I have been working hard for 3 weeks solid...they should NOT be jiggly anymore! Ha!
Then I thought back and realized that it took me over a year to accumulate the weight I have gained. I started gaining weight before I got pregnant as the stress of trying to get pregnant led me to my old friend...food. So a year of weight gain...30 pounds of it being pregnancy related of which I didn't lose a lot. Something about still eating like I was pregnant after I had the baby. Hmmmm. Anyway, how can I expect that much weight to just fly off in a few weeks? I can't, and I shouldn't. I need to look back to make sure, but I believe I started back on the wagon in May. Started at 223, and am now at 207. 16 pounds down in about 2 months. That isn't too bad. And 10 of that has been since we joined the Y three weeks ago or so. Sometimes the hardest part about losing weight AND getting into shape is accepting that it doesn't happen overnight...it takes time. And it's worth the wait. Get it? Wait...weight. I digress.
So, today was my most successful workout so far. I rocked Bodypump, and proceeded to walk for 25 minutes at a speed of 4 on the treadmill, which last week was almost impossible for me to do. I am considering signing up for a Couch to 5k program, and am spending more time looking for things to do to keep active, and less time gazing at the computer. Instead of goofing around all day, I WALK AWAY do a bunch of stuff, then come back for a short break.
I feel more empowered now than I have in a long time. My self image is improving...perhaps faster than my actual appearance. I feel pretty again...until I look in a mirror. I am tempted to drape all the mirrors with sheets. But I love seeing the progress as it happens. I notice that my face looks slimmer, and my legs are getting more muscular. The arms and belly always lag behind, but they'll catch up eventually. Oh, and of course my boobs are shrinking. Blah. The one area I wouldn't mind staying how it is, seems the first to whither. Ha!
Anyway, I am thrilled to be down 16 pounds, and look forward to hitting my next 15 pound marker in much less than two months! Goal weight is 150...but more importantly goal SIZE is 9/10. I am 57 pounds, and 6ish (the 16s are a little big on me now) sizes away from my goal. Here goes!!!
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