About two weeks ago, a coworker of mine asked me while we were in the bathroom if I was pregnant. I nervously laughed and said, “No!” Then explained, “I’m just fat.”
I know I’m not fat but I have packed on some weight since quitting breastfeeding over a year ago and not changing my diet or exercise habits. I’d like to be 15 pounds lighter and fit back into my clothes better (and be able to even wear some of them). This comment was a pretty good motivator although I can’t say I’ve done THAT much about it other than cut back on snacks, eliminate “stress eating” and drink less soda.
Sometimes I think, “Why bother? You’re thinking about getting pregnant again, right?” Then other times I think, “It would be nice to get in shape before destroying my body again. And what if it takes some time to get pregnant? I can enjoy being thinner for at least a little while.”
I dunno. This is a pretty lame post but it’s what’s on my mind right now.
