Remember about 5 weeks ago when I blogged about my new weight loss journey of “losing the baby lump”? Well I’m here to tell you friends: it ‘aint easy. I’ve heard that people have said it’s bold or brave of me to be so open on my blog about my goal to lose the weight (because what if I don’t?); but hell, doesn’t every new mom want to lose the weight? I’m just talking about it – out loud! I wish I was blogging today about the 15 lbs I’ve dropped since I last wrote about this, but I’m not.
I was really hoping to blog bi-weekly on my progress and shrink down before your very eyes. But the reality is that I’m still struggling with REAL motivation to change my lifestyle. Sure, I’ve been going to the gym about 4 days per week since Annabelle has been 8 weeks old. I thought just going there was a huge step in the right direction. Hey, won’t jogging for 25 minutes and lifting some weights melt off 25 lbs? Guess not. I’ve lost 5 lbs. in the last 5 weeks. I’m at a new plateau. This week my husband went to the gym with me and he told me that I need to “make it count.” Apparently he thought I didn’t look like I was “into it” on the treadmill. Well no shit. But he’s right. So yesterday at the gym I decided to step it up and make it count. And I was thrilled today to be sore from my work out! No pain no gain!
They say diet is 60% of the battle
But the bigger problem is not what I’m doing at the gym. The bigger problem is my diet. I still eat like I’m 9 months pregnant. Ok, I don’t eat Wendy’s Frostys everyday anymore, but I definitely don’t eat healthy at all. This is what’s holding me back from real weight loss. The annoying thing is that I know this; but I can’t seem to change my ways. It’s really REALLY hard to go from eating whatever you want for almost a year of pregnancy, to suddenly cutting out all the yummy stuff in favor of salads and broccoli. Blech. I think I need to go on Weight Watchers. I did this for my wedding and lost 13 ½ lbs and never looked better in my life. I felt amazing and I know I can do it, but once I commit to it I really have to do it. And I think I’m just putting it off for because it means life is over I have to eat boring stuff.
I go back to work in a few weeks and I really want to look my best. Unfortunately, I can’t fit into any of my pre-pregnancy pants yet. So tonight I went to the Gap to get a couple pairs of pants to wear for the next couple months at work until I shrink down. I go into that dressing room trying to squeeze my ass into pants that a year ago would’ve been HUGE on me, and now I can’t even button them. It’s mucho depressing. I walked out of there hanging my head. And then I went to Wendy’s. This is my problem; I feel bad about my gut and then Wendy’s makes me feel better. But I did get a salad……..annnnnd a baked potato with butter and sour cream (oops!). I just HATE having to live my life counting calories. But until I get back to where I want to be, I’m going to have to.
ANYWAY, to make a long story short, I’m still working on “losing the baby lump.” I know I’ll do it and I’ll never just leave this flab on, only to add onto it with baby #2 – HELLZ NO! Vain girl will do it – it’s just a matter of time.
Tell me; if you’ve had kids, did you have a super hard time losing the baby lump? And if you’d like, please share how you were successful at getting your post baby body back! Any tip helps!