So about 4 years ago I stared a little blog series called Wednesday Weigh-In (how that has already been 4 years, I'm not real sure). This was my first weigh-in (nearly 4 years ago to the day). This is the post where I explained why I was doing it 4 years ago. Notice a pattern? Apparently, I gain weight at major life changes. I had gained about 30lbs while settling into married life and I was sick of it. I started Weight Watchers and Wednesday Weigh-In at the same time and eventually dropped Weigh Watchers because this blog was all the motivation I needed. I lost 30lbs in 6 months and then started boot camp two days a week. I was in the best shape of my life. Fast forward 4 years, here I am 1 year after giving birth to my first child and I weigh more now than I did at my 6 week post partum check-up. I've been in denial. I am so honored to be in my baby brother's wedding in 6 weeks and I don't want to be a fat bridesmaid. But more than not wanting to be a fat bridesmaid, I don't want to be a fat girl in life period.
I've enlisted a few helpers.
First, I'm counting calories. Trying to make healthy choices. I love this app. It makes it so easy! This is the way I kept the weight off for most of 2010. I also love the social media part where my friends and I can encourage each other.
Second, I joined the gym. Patrick finally got tired of me complaining and said he'd pay for it, so last Thursday I joined. (I know this is sad but since Patrick is paying for it, I'm way more likely to go because I don't want to waste his money. ) I've been 4 days and I'm really enjoying it. I've done both the classes and the cardio equipment. I like them both for different reasons. I missed the social part of group fitness so joining a gym just works for me.
Thirdly, I am apparently motivated by public humiliation. So, here it is, my heaviest non-pregnant weight. I'm not proud but I'm working to change.