Now that baby is 2 weeks old, I’m feeling back to my regular self and feeling up to exercise again. My problem when it comes to working out is accountability: I need someone to hold me accountable. Before I went away to school last fall, I had my friend meet me at the gym at 5:45 every morning before school for a cycling class. If I didn’t show she’d give me crap about it and it gave me the drive to go the next time so I didn’t face her wrath.
Enter the desire to be a Sista (It’s like my own “staying at home doing online classes” sorority) of the Mamavation Sistahood.
I’m finding it hard to deal with the situation that is my extra baby-belly-skin that hasn’t returned which causes me to have to wear maternity pants still. I want so badly to get back into my favorite pair of jeans- the ones locked up in storage that I haven’t seen since March or April.
Breastfeeding has played a pretty big important role in the fact that I only have a few more pounds to lose until I’m back at my pre-pregnancy weight, but what is the number on the scale when your clothes don’t fit? I’m more concerned about toning everything up now, and to me that means it’s time to get moving and going some strength (where did my strong core muscles go and my ability to carry 30 lb. water buckets??)
This week, should the weather allow, I plan on taking Baby B and Pup on walks around the neighborhood at least 3 times this week and perhaps get some “me” time doing yoga or pilates before bed when Granny can occupy the little one.
Let’s see if we can not only get me past my pre-pregnancy weight, but even those skinny jeans that I could once squeeze into before I gained the Freshman 15.