Okay, so after a year of having the book collecting dust on my bookshelf I finally read it, cover to cover yesterday. I even endured the horrible pages about animal abuse for meat production.
So, lets be realistic...I probably will not become a vegan; although they really push the issue hard in Skinny Bitch. I live with a meat eating husband who in all likelyhood could be told he will die tomorrow if he eats one more hamburger and will go to the Five Guys and buy himself two. Also, I sort of like meat but after reading the Skinny Bitch book I can say, I will give meat up for a month...starting soon...I promise. But really, I will...promise.
However, vegan is another story. I mean, this limits EVERYTHING and to be honest with you and myself I am not ready to make the full commitment. Baby steps. Meatless first, vegan next...right?!?!
So, about me...as you know I just had a baby and I am not sure how much weight I gained during that nine month eating for two phase. I do know that since I had my daughter I have lost 30 lbs. That was 6 weeks ago. Good right? Sure and I am happy about that. I attribute this to the fact that my metabolism kicked into gear for those 6 weeks but at the rate I am going it is going to slow back down to its steady crawl very, very soon. To loose 30 lbs in 6 weeks and still be fat is BAD. I have a LONG way to go, but in the past I always looked at the end number. The end number is a big one and hard to wrap my head around. Therefore, I am doing this in increments of 3's...meaning 30 lbs at a time. If I can loose another 30 lbs to be honest I will be happy. Top another 30 on top of that and I will be ecstatic!!!
I hate the scale. I know it is a necessary evil of weight loss but really, I hate it. It depresses me to the point that I want to take hostages. So, I take my weight loss by size...more or less the clothes that continue to sit in my closet for years unworn because I cannot zip them. This year, I will wear them because at this point two kids later I do not have the money to always buy a new wardrobe every season. I need to use what I have.
I have a goal dress and a goal pair of pants. I will not lie, both of these articles are still in the double digits, and not in the low end of the doubles either but have a 1 in front and not a 2. Both of these articles are spring and summer items and I think are appropriate goals that I can reach. I am not expecting to loose another 30 lbs by March but I think I can handle something by May...right?
Another goal...the dreaded Bridesmaid dress. One of my besties is getting married in October and by the emails of dresses that she has sent I will be placed on the end, in the back, behind the wall if I look the way I do in the dress that she picks out. This is her day and nothing looks worse than a fatty next to some pretty girls in plum colored dresses.
As a mom of two I need some me time. Not a lot, just an hour, three times a week. So, I resolve to get to the gym at least three days a week to work out on some gym equipment. I am not a fan of classes...I hate the peppy instructors but if I can plug my iPod into my ears and zone out for an hour I will be a much better person to my children, my husband, coworkers, friends...myself.
I have a lot of work ahead of me. I know. I am hoping that this blog will keep me honest. I have been fat for most if not all of my life. I am tired of it and I am tired of hating summer because I have nothing to wear. I need to be outside enjoying things with my kids.
Plus, I hate to be vain but I think my children deserve a good looking mommy. I had one and they need one too. Kids are cruel and before I know it they will be on the playground having to hear "Your momma's so fat jokes" and that is just sad.
Okay, I can do this!