Setting Goals

My baby is almost 6 months old. It’s been 19 weeks since I received that 6 week go ahead to exercise. NINETEEN weeks. I am ashamed to say, beyond walking the dog, I have exercised less than a dozen times.

We bought me an elliptical after I had the baby. A nice one. And by nice I mean expensive. I still haven’t cancelled my gym membership. The one I haven’t used in well over a year. For a little while I gave myself the excuse of learning how to be a mommy. I can’t give myself that excuse anymore. It is a never ending learning process.

My body did most of the work on its own for the past 6 months. I lost most of my baby weight. Keyword most. I was down to having 5lbs to go. And then I started to gain weight again. Funny thing is, we actually changed our diets to be even healthier when I started to gain weight. I blame the lack of carbs. My body is storing fat now so that I can keep breastfeeding.

We went to the beach. I wore a bikini. Yes, I still looked better than….60%?…of the people on the beach. But it isn’t my body. I look at myself in the mirror straight on and I’m content. I turn to the side, and I am disappointed with the pouchy belly. I look down at it from above and it seems HUGE!

So here I am. Officially setting goals.

• I will set an alarm and get up at the same time everyday. I will no longer use the little man as my human alarm clock.
• I will use my elliptical at least once a week. (start with achievable goals right?)
• I will do yoga or pilates at least once a week. (I need some zen time)
• I will have a glass of wine at least once a week. (Seriously, I need zen time at least twice a week right?)

Check back with me next Wednesday and see how it went.