So ultimately, by my next birthday I would love to be 180 lbs. That's 50 lbs this year. Doable. Totally doable.
But here's the thing. I know we're not done having kids. I might even get pregnant before my next birthday (who knows, right?). So it seems futile to try to lose weight, knowing I'll be pregnant again.
So I guess that's why I'm trying to just break the fat habits. Just trying to be healthy. A friend recommended the book, Intuitive Eating, I think I am going to check out. Sounds interesting. I'll let you know if I read it. Or if anyone out there has read it I'd love to know what you think.
So I guess maybe forget that whole 50lb goal. I just hope by next birthday I'll be in better shape. I'll come up with a more measurable goal later. Something like being able to run a mile without stopping. Or being able to do a pull up. Yeah just one. Trust me it'd be a miracle. I have to think about it. I'll come up with something.
Meanwhile, I'm celebrating the fact that I ate ONE Oreo today. I don't know that I've ever eaten just one oreo in my entire life.
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