Sleepy New Mommy

The adventures of a new mother who is learning that sleep is elusive

Holy Crap! January 10, 2008

Filed under: Me Me Me, Weight Loss — Meg @ 9:28 pm

So I’ve kept myself off the scale for the last week while I started dieting.  I used to weigh daily, but it was frustrating because of how much weight can fluctuate.  So I’m only allowing myself to weigh once or twice a week.  Anyway, I stepped on the scale today and I’ve lost SEVEN pounds in a week!!  Aaaaagh!  I’m so excited that I’m dancing around.  It makes me feel like this 6 week goal is very attainable, as one week is down and I’ve seen such progress.  I know the weight loss will slow down now, as it usually comes off faster at first, but I really only want to lose about 10 more.  Surely I can do that in 5 weeks’ time.  So woohoo for me!

 

Even My Mirror Is Crying April 11, 2007

Filed under: Me Me Me, Weight Loss — Meg @ 8:56 am

I’m really starting to think about trying Weight Watchers again. The last time I did it it was a disaster, but I’m desperate this time. I only want to lose 10-15 pounds so why is it so damn hard?

The last time I did Weight Watchers, The Hubby and I did it together. We chose the flex plan, but were totally fooled by the name. More like the Communist-Food-Dictator Plan. We would spend all day counting points, then would lay in bed at night, bitching about how hungry we were. We were cranky, mean to each other, and moody. Hell, even our sex life suffered because we were so freaking hungry that we couldn’t concentrate on anything but the hunger pains. Three days into it, we abandoned Weight Watchers and devoured an entire batch of chocolate chip cookie dough. No lie.

But now my mom is back in it and is losing lots of weight and looking great. And now I’m realizing that we didn’t exactly make the best choices when it came food. I mean when you get only 20 points a day, it’s not good to waste 6 of those points on half of a frozen pizza (when you’re used to eating the whole thing). I think I just wasn’t familiar enough with the points system and what foods I needed to eat. Plus I didn’t go to meetings to hold me accountable, but I couldn’t afford to join (I was using my mom’s Weight Watchers stuff from when she joined).

But swimsuit season is quickly approaching and sadly I’m heavier than I was the day I went into labor. Over the last year, the SAHM life has ballooned my body. It’s not from being lazy, it’s just from having food available to me all day. So, I think I’m going to give this another good shot. I’m just such a junk food addict that it’s going to be really hard. Really hard. Maybe I’ll paste a picture of my cellulite-ridden ass to the fridge to remind me why I’m not snacking! But in a few days I plan on starting and I’ll try to beat my old record. Here’s to 4 days of Weight Watchers!

 

Wobbly Bits March 14, 2007

Filed under: Cycling, Weight Loss — Meg @ 8:21 am

Remember how I told you all that I joined the local family YMCA back in December? Well, it’s really been great because I’ve got friends and family who are also members and who can motivate me to go. I’ve slacked off lately, but I’m trying to get back into the swing of things. I was doing a lot of yoga and pilates, which are great, but I’m needing something more geared towards weight-loss. I’ve been hitting the gym and running on the treadmills and lifting weights, but tonight I took exercise to a whole new level.

My friends convinced me to take a cycling/abs class. A weird combo, I know. I got there with no idea what to expect…thankfully I thought to bring a water bottle or I would be dead right now. But let me clear this up: I am NOT a biker. I haven’t been on a bicycle in years and I don’t particularly like to ride one. So why did I take this class? Peer pressure.

It took me a good 5 minutes to finally get the seat and pedals adjusted. I hopped on, pumped to try something new. This little bitty, huge muscled girl comes in to teach the class. I think her goal was to kill at least one person. Or at least make someone pass out. I was pouring sweat in 2 minutes flat. Once we got to the sprints, I didn’t know what to worry about more: the sweat in my eyes that was blinding me, the pain in my ass and crotch from the hard bike seat, or my jiggling leg fat.

After 40 minutes of the hardest exercise I’ve ever done, then we went to the mats to work our abs. This kind of workout is one I’m used to, so I was confident. However, my whole body was shaking so hard from the cycling that I couldn’t even properly do the abwork!

I know if I keep doing this class I will see some major improvement, but I don’t know that I can ever bring myself to do it again! Hell, I can’t even walk at this point!