Today, I start something that I am hoping will help me...
You all know my struggle with weight loss after I've had a baby. I've never really struggled with being overweight. To be honest, I never thought I ever would. I've always been naturally thin. Before I met Jason, my heaviest weight was about 153, which for someone of my height, is on the lower end of the weight spectrum. After Jason, I slowly started gaining weight. In the year after we got together, I gained about 12 pounds. At my wedding weight, I was about 164. My pregnancy weight was 166. I gained 40 pounds during pregnancy and got to 206. I lost it down to 179, and since then, have been between 179 and 185. I haven't gained more than that (that I know of) and have been fluctuating within that same six pounds since last spring. I am usually good at maintaining weight. When I start getting too big for my clothes, I can limit what I eat. It's the losing it that I struggle with.
I have come to the conclusion that I can't do it alone. Over the last year, I've asked Jason to help keep me accountable. Um, bad idea. Wives, what happens when you ask your husbands to "make sure you work out" and "make sure you eat healthy?" At the first sign of "Honey, you told me to make sure you worked out, do you think you need to go out and walk?" I turned into this....
So, that didn't work. I got really excited at the idea of P90X, only to find out that I hate working out now. I came up with every single excuse to hate working out. I tried to do 10 minute trainers, maybe I could just work out 10 or 20 minutes a day? That worked for about a week. I went on a low carb diet and actually lost about 4 pounds, but life gets in the way so often, especially with kids, and I lose my resolve to always eat salads and healthy foods. What can I say? I love movie nights, where I can eat popcorn and good junk treats. I love eating sugary ANYTHING. I love eating chips. I always snack. I eat when I am stressed (which is often). I eat when I am tired (which is often). After Avery goes down, I love to sit and watch TV until bed.
On the flip side, I also hate that I am not active, even though I don't ever do anything about it. I love being thin, even though I don't ever do anything about it. But lately, I've come to HATE being lazy and larger more than I LOVE to be lazy and eat what I want.
I am really hoping Weight Watchers can help. I am kind of at my wit's end.
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