Here I am again. Staring down at the scale and not happy with what I see. Looking in the mirror and seeing a squishy midsection and that skin that waves back and forth below the bicep. I hate that floppy skin under the arm. I am so tired of fighting this battle.
Yes, I had a baby and I knew that there would be work to do. I just didn’t think finding the motivation to start AGAIN would be this hard. Finding the time to run while working full time and raising two kids is not easy. I have excuses out the wazoo for not doing it at this time or that one.
I started running again when I got the green light after my 6 week check up. Then, my maternity leave ended and it all went to hell. I picked up the Ripped in 30 DVD to do SOMETHING to keep some sort of fitness. Christmas came along and destroyed that routine.
The excuses have to stop and I have to get started. So here I am. Committing again to getting healthy, not that I am particularly unhealthy at this point in time. But, I need to shed the baby weight. I am 15 pounds heavier than I was when I got pregnant with Cole. I was weighing around 160 when I got pregnant and now I am sitting at 175. I am not one of those people that loses weight while breastfeeding. That shiz isn’t going anywhere. I have to exercise it off. Every ounce.
I have printed out Jeff Galloway’s Half Marathon Training plan. I haven’t picked a goal race yet, but I will. I want to run at least 2 this year. I know one I want to run is the OBX Half and I am hoping I can get my husband to run that one with me.
Here we go. Again.
Keep me accountable internet.
Slow and Steady Wins the Race 