About a year ago when I was working out with my trainer, Alexa, she forcibly made me do hundreds of ab exercises. With every crunch I did I told her that just having a tummy tuck would be less painful than what she was putting me through. She'd laugh and say, "Ok let's do 25 like this." and then she'd have me morph my body into some contortion and crunch until I was sure my ab muscles were going to come ripping through my abdomen. She always encouraged me that one day, if i keep working out, that flab was going to do down and surgery wouldn't be necessary. She was so wrong. Bring on the scalpel. Ok, well she wasn't entirely wrong. The flab is still there in all it's glory. You are welcome to come visit it if you'd like, but what I have noticed is that it's gotten a tinie tiny bit smaller. Where it once hung down over the top of my pubic line (i know TMI!!!) it now is just like a pouch chilling underneath my belly button.
I haven't done an ab exercise since Alexa left the gym many, many months ago, but I have continued to run and some little birdy told me that running can actually be good for the ab muscles. I am thinking my stomach flab might actually like the fact that it's somewhat presentable in a pair of jeans where the waist comes up over my belly button. Progress people!! Not that I wear high waisted mom jeans but I am thinking I could pull it off right now if I really wanted to and not have to don the Spanx underneath.
Rest assured, that's not going to happen. Spanx are my security blanket. I don't go anywhere without them on, but I got to thinking that maybe one day (without surgery) I will have a stomach that somewhat resembles what my belly once looked like before three kids and a 100 pound weight gain.
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