My ass and I needed a come-to-Jesus.
When I decided to start making healthier decisions after weaning my daughter from breastfeeding/pumping, I was at 201 pounds. Oomph. I felt terrible about myself - I went out for a bachelorette party last summer and I was fighting back tears the entire time. While I was down to 195 at that point, I was embarrassed by my weight - my legs, my double chin, my arms, my butt. It didn't help that I was with a group of women who are tall and leggy. I knew I needed to step it up.
Some people use the crutch, "But I just had a baby!" for years - I didn't want to fall into that trap. I've never been a skinny girl. Recently seeing long lost pictures of myself from youth and high school, it was clear I've never been small. Even at my wedding, I was still 176 pounds. I knew I could do better.
I'd go for runs a few days a week, do the occasional Jillian Michaels video but the weight wasn't really moving.
In January, I was asked if I wanted to join some women comprised of both strangers and some ladies from my internet mom's group in a weight-loss group on Facebook. Thank GOD! This was what I needed to hold myself accountable! At this point I was around 185 pounds. Thank you ladies. When someone asks what we're doing to move today, or posts tips on cutting sugar from meals, or shares a few meal ideas... I thank my stars that I have this group of women.
This was in January (please ignore the clutter. This was clearly taken in the man cave):