When I was pregnant with all three of my Marbles my stomach always felt like a bottomless pit. I never felt full. I would eat and eat and eat and there was never that satisfaction of, "Wow. I'm full." Today was one of those days for me and with my mom being in town, I say I am going to go to the gym but the last thing I feel like doing is going for a run when my mom is literally righthere.
The will power I had today was only there because my mom has decided to do this different way of eating along with me. When you have someone there with you, pushing away the end of the year Young Astronauts Party cake, not eating the pizza at the school function, not ordering a double scoop of ice cream it makes being able to lose weight a lot easier. I only wish I had her here all the time to journey down this road with me as she was a huge part in my original weight loss endeavor.
The 5k is just days away and i haven't been to the gym since Monday. That's a huge deal for me because I was going six times a week. My mind is telling me that I will be fine on Saturday and I know I will be, but I am worried that I am going to fall off this bandwagon once the race is over which is why I have set my sights on a 10k in October. We will see what the cross training brings me in the months after this race on Saturday, but I am hoping to continue losing weight and attempting to get in shape.
Today my mom and I went to Kohl's and I bought a pair of shorts. Not capris. Not those roll up pants. But shorts. They come to the top of my knee. And... get this.. THEY ARE A SIZE TEN!!! Now, granted they aren't a ten in the ladies section, nor were they purchased in juniors. In fact, they're from the older lady section but nonetheless they were a ten and they fit nicely. (I thought, my mom.. not so much.) I have a few pairs of pants that are tens that I wear to work and depending on the store and cut of the pants will depend on what size I actually wear, but buying a ten in SHORTS was a big deal for me as you might know I never wear shorts because I am so freakin' insecure about my legs. Baby steps. Baby step. Who knows, by the end of the summer you might hear me saying i went on the boat in a bathing suit!!!
I just gotta keep running......
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