The time has come to admit the facts: I am out of shape. Of the 55 pounds I gained during pregnancy, I still have 20 to lose to get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight, and 10 more to lose after that to get back to my “happy weight.” I’ve been eating an unbalanced diet and I’ve been working out
basically never. I feel…blah. I feel unattractive and kind of gross.
Last week was my husband’s birthday and when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday (we’re not into surprises) he told me, “I want you to get back in shape.” Now before you get all, “You’re husband is a shallow douche bag,” keep reading…
You should know that my husband and I started dating when I was at my heaviest (10 years ago), just a few pounds shy of my current weight. So he obviously loves me in all states. But a couple of years after we started dating, I lost 40 pounds and he saw me change. He saw my self-confidence improve and he saw that I had more energy and was an all-around happier person. After I lost the weight, I told him I wanted him to always keep me accountable and try to encourage me if I ever let my weight creep back up again, so when he says he wants me to get back in shape, I know that he is coming from a loving place.
I had tried at-home workout videos and running, but none of it stuck. I hate running and I am such a procrastinator about workout videos. I actually kind of hate working out in general and would much rather eat less, but that’s not really an option while breastfeeding. The only type of exercise I’ve ever really enjoyed was when I had a gym membership and took Zumba classes. I kind of love Zumba a lot and it never really felt like a workout – just a fun time. But, on our tight post-baby budget, it didn’t really feel like a good use of our resources. But, knowing that this is the best way for me to exercise, my husband suggested that I reinstate my gym membership and we’d find a way to make it work. Even better? He said he’d join too and come along with me! He always protested when I tried to get him to come along in the past (he much prefers sport activities to gym time), so I know he’s coming along just for me and I’m super excited about it.
I’m looking forward to feeling like myself again instead of like I’m living in a stranger’s ravaged postpartum body. Oh…and just in case you’re wondering, I have no illusions of getting to a ridiculous, unattainable, Beyonce’esque state, but being able to fit into pants without having to use a belly band and having more energy to keep up with mommy-tasks would definitely be nice.
I’ll keep you updated on my progress.
How did you or have you been trying to lose your baby weight?