First off, if you’re not following me on instagram, you totally should. I just figured it out and you get to witness #operationunfluffy. I’ve had enough. I started C25k this week, for like the 4th time (maybe 3rd) and I’m determined to get it done. I also have been doing DDP Yoga but only sometimes and I’m waiting to hop back in a pool and swim. I’m thinking I can just start with a 500 and work my way up from there. Problem with the last one is that I need Superman to keep an eye on Baby Danger and well, he gets panicky when I am not around. I’m on W1D2 of C25K. I’m embarassed to admit just how out of shape I am. In high school and before, I played softball, danced, was on the poms squad, cheered, basketball, soccer, and varsity swimming. When I graduated high school I kinda stopped doing everything. I got into zumba a few years ago and I was doing great. Like great, great. My body literally changes shape and my tire shrinks. I’m terrified to do zumba here because the classes are packed and I am so out of shape it’s redonkulous. I remember running in gym class like it was nothing, just kept going. Now.. now, I want to die. I used to be able to talk and run, now I can barely breathe and run. It’s really pathetic and I’m sick of it. So here goes to life-changing moments. I’m not going to tell you how much I weigh because honestly, it’s nunya. I’m not happy with it. I’m not even remotely happy with it. We’ll leave it at that.
For mother’s day, Superman got me a heart rate monitor. If you don’t have one of those, I’d get one. They’re pretty awesome. It also encourages me to do things. I like to take a picure of it when I’m done because I honestly feel like I’ve accomplished something. I know, it’s sad. It’s sad that I even managed to get here in the first place. Hopefully I can establish my exercise routine and then we can start changing the way we eat. I’m not counting calories, mainly because I’m breastfeeding and I don’t eat a whole bunch of crap – ok, maybe I do eat crap. Regardless, we are working on it but it takes time to change the way you eat. I need to find a chocolate substitute. I’m addicted to sugar and it’s bad news.
I’m not going to play the blame it on baby game. I have 5 lbs from Baby Danger left and that still leaves me pretty high on the scale. I got myself here and now I’m going to get myself away from here.