If you remember back to last week, I was home with a sick baby. I got right back into the my old stay-at-home-mom habits and after one too many days of not getting dressed, not doing my hair or makeup, and munching whenever I got hungry, I started to feel like crap.
It is amazing how quickly confidence can plummet.
Yes. 13 pounds.
Apparently this is what happens to emotional eaters.
It was hard to find motivation when all I wanted to do was stuff my body with junk. The first few months of this year were tough. I went through two miscarriages, sent my son to daycare, went back to work, got into a car accident, and dealt with pretty much every minor illness you can think of. So when I offered myself was offered chocolate or a glass of wine or a million baby cookies, I certainly did not have the desire to turn it down.
So I gained 13 pounds.
And I was not happy about it.
I decided it was time to do something! I decided it was time to feel good about myself when I get dressed in the morning. I decided it was time to feel sexy while spending time with my husband. I decided it was time to not be so scared about taking swimming lessons with my son. I decided it was time to get rid of those 13 pounds I have gained since the beginning of the year.
I started 30 Day Shred (again). I started the Couch to 5k Running program. I worked out for seven days straight. I went on Weight Watchers again.
I lost 2 pounds.
