When I had my first child almost 7 years ago, I remember being shocked at how much my body changed. Not just the gain in weight, but the change in shape. I had said that if you still hadn't lost weight when you were dropping kids off at preschool, you couldn't call it baby weight anymore. Well, here it is 7 years and two more babies later and I'm still up a good 30 pounds. What is prompting this public posting of my weight concerns? My youngest starts school in the fall. Well crap.
I've been amazing at setting goals over the years. I get out a notebook and make myself a plan. It encompasses my diet, strength, flexibility and endurance. I've got a great workout wardrobe and have been paying for a gym membership for years that gets used once every couple of months. Lots of books, resources and a Pinterest board of amazing workouts, recipes and ideas. And yet, I'm still overweight. I can set goals, but I never acheive them. Never follow through.
So now I'm putting it out there. I'm trying to lose weight. I'm not going to make excuses, like blaming my husband and his non-desire to do this with me. Or my lack of time. It's time to admidt that if I can keep up on the latest episodes of Project Runway, that I could make more time for my fitness goals.
The kids may have helped me put on the weight, but I'm the one who has to take it off. And I'm going to.
