Week Two Gone
After two weeks, I'm still plugging along, but still not super motivated. I've lost four pounds total. I was up on the scale all last week, mostly due to TOM, but I settled back down today to the weight I was last Tuesday. So, no loss this week. This doesn't totally surprise me, looking back over my food log. I did not make my calorie goal four out of seven days. TOM really did a number on me; all those hormones really weaken my will power.
These hormone swings used to not be a big deal. I've had Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome most of my life, which caused me to only have about 4 cycles per year. Losing weight before made me more regular, and now since I've had the baby, I am totally regular. This means massive PMS and migraines every single month! Argh! I've always struggled with PMS and never really appreciated it before that it only happened every three months or so. I can see this regularity driving my diet into a ditch every few weeks. However, I don't really want to go back on the pill now that I'm older.
Anyhoo. I really need to excercise more, so I think I'm going to start taking Chandler for a stroll every morning before she goes to daycare (and before it gets hot!) I think getting out of the house early will help me perk up and feel more motivated in general. Today as we strolled I tried to visualize myself a year from now, pushing this same stroller down the same street, but looking like I did before I got pregnant. I also visualized myself on the beach with her, since we're planning a trip to Florida next summer. Right now, there is no way I would put on a bathing suit. It's completely out of the question.
In fact, Chandler's going swimming for the first time tomorrow with my MIL. I'm going along to prevent separation anxiety and to take pictures. I was somewhat relieved when my MIL said she wanted me to leave after Chandler gets comfortable, so Chandler will bond with her and not always be looking for Mommy. Kind of rude, I know, but now I don't have to explain why I can't get in the water. My MIL is terminally skinny, and I'm sure would not understand my particular body issues. I know everyone has body issues, even skinny people; however, no one stares at the person at the pool who's too thin, only those who are too fat.
So, now, on to Week Three. Crossing my fingers for progress, both physically and mentally.
