I know I said that Tuesday was my big day, but I convinced myself that I didn’t really have to diet or exercise. The little devil on my shoulder convinced me that I looked fine, that the weight would come off on its own, that I deserved the ice cream and cookies. That little devil? He is wrong, very very wrong. I know. I saw my reflection in a store window today and the veil was lifted from my delusional eyes.
These pregnancy pounds are not going anywhere on their own. I’m not one of those “oh-nursing-made-me-lose-all-my-pregnancy-weight-and-then-some people. I’m one of the ohhhh-food,-gimme-some people, and I’d better do something about it while they really are just pregnancy pounds and not pregnancy plus pounds.
Tomorrow I’m going to a Weight Watcher meeting and I’m getting back on the wagon. Monday I’m implementing an exercise plan. At least four days a week I’m going to pack up my Little L an hour and a half before we have to pick C up from daycare and we are going to walk The Dish. Four miles up and down hill should do wonders for my figure and help me get back into my pre-pregnancy clothes. That, a little Weight Watcher action, and ignoring my little shoulder devil.
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