8 weeks ago today I woke up and decided I didn't want to continue to be miserable in my own body anymore. I was 219.8 pounds. I had a baby in December and within the first 4 weeks (I was nursing) I got down to 207 from 236 without even trying! I was thrilled BUT THEN. . .
I stopped nursing but didn't stop eating like I was pregnant or nursing, and over the next 2 months gained 12 pounds
So don't be fooled, it wasn't simply pregnancy weight that "fell off" I have worked my butt off for every last ounce of the weight I've lost so far.
8 weeks ago I was very unhappy with myself, miserable doesn't really even describe it. My weight was making it so I couldn't fully enjoy my kids or my husband. My weight made me feel depressed, and kept me from doing things I wanted to do. I will be 30 in August and I decided there's no way I'm starting my 30s like this!
Today I weigh 196.8, a very very
surprising 23 pound loss in those 8 weeks.
I have a long way to go, but I can't even believe how much better I feel about myself today than just 8 weeks ago. I can't believe how much stronger I am, how much more endurance I have, how much more I believe in myself.
I'm certainly not at my goal, but anyone out there feeling overwhelmed with how far they have to go -- it's not about the big picture! It's about all of the little things along the way that will make you feel amazing! You don't have to wait until your ideal weight to feel happy and accomplished.
Just wanted to share because I'm having a great day!