Dialogue of one Mama determined to shrink the amount of space she occupies on this planet.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Joyfully Unexpected Train Derailer
I'm Pregnant! How's that for irony. I am finally making progress on this body and now comes the most adorable figure wrecker ever! Don't know how it's all going to change but the diet has to go. Dr. says I can exercise as I have been but no more. Hum.
230 LBS. Less than I have weight since my oldest was born and a number I have been unable to reach throughout my dieting attempts over the last few years. I always get stuck at 240.
Big Goal
180LBS. I weighed this when I graduated high school and when I joined the military. I was not happy with my size, but I could buy clothes in the regular departments (even if it was XXL). I could live with this and know that at least I didn't feel obese or that I was a danger to my own health. It's also my benchmark for being able to evaluate where my ideal really is.
End Goal
Size 12. I think. I don't know for sure where that would place my weight or fitness level. I know that my wedding dress was a 12 but that it was a big 12. I really needed a 14 at the time and that I would have been happier if I could have purchased a standard 12. I know that I will never be size 6 or even 8. My mother was incredibly thin at a 10 and she is smaller framed than I am. So I have set my sights on a 12 with the knowledge that I may choose to refine that when the time comes. Oh to be at that time already!
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