Can I talk about weight loss already? I’m not talking about losing weight now, obviously. While it may be possible, dieting right now is something I have no desire to do. However, once I have the baby, I would really really REALLY like to lose weight and lose it for good.
I have been overweight for my entire life (a combination of genetics and poor eating habits- thanks mom and dad!). I have lost a decent amount of weight three times in my life- the first time, it was the summer before my junior year of high school and I decided to pop Metabolife (yay, ephedra!) and walk every night. I also ate a little healthier and cut out sodas. I think that I lost about thirty pounds that summer (from around 180 down to 150) and dropped a pants size.
The second time I lost weight was over another summer- I think it was 2003. I got a job at Six Flags making funnel cakes (oh yeah, and I still lost weight!). The walk from the parking lot to the office back to my kiosk back to the office and back to the car PLUS trips to the bathroom and to get supplies? I walked at least two miles a day just at work. While I was at work, I wasn’t eating much. Not eating anything is bad, of course, but at the time I guess I wasn’t that hungry. Being around those greasy cakes all day must have helped me curb my appetite. In addition to walking at work, I was exercising every single day by walking or swimming at the local park. I was single, so very lonely, and had nothing else to do with my free time. I lost about thirty pounds AGAIN (180 down to 150, again) but dropped about three pants sizes this time. I was still a size 12 but I was a small 12. You know what I mean.
The last time, Jacob and I were living in Oklahoma and decided to get on a health kick. We joined the YMCA and ate at Subway every day. Yeah, the f’ing Subway diet. That shit works but it’s boring and expensive and definitely not well-balanced. I lost about twenty pounds (180 down to 160) this time around. We didn’t maintain this routine for very long.
I gained back the weight every single time. By the time I got pregnant with Avery I was over 200 pounds. I was going out to lunch every single day and eating fast food. I wasn’t exercising at all, either. By the end of my pregnancy with Avery I was 228 pounds, and after I had her I quickly dropped down to 216. Ooh, twelve whole pounds, woo-hoo! I was still fat and very VERY jiggly.
I joined an online “body after baby” challenge which helped me lose a few pounds but I didn’t keep it up. Surprise, surprise. I didn’t gain the weight back but I stopped losing it for a long time. At the beginning of 2011, Jacob and I decided that THIS WAS THE YEAR we were going to lose the weight forever! We were eating super-healthy and exercising every single day; we even ran a 5k in March. The problem? I went back to work at the end of February so we only had two months of my pushing, preparing all of the meals, and just plain old having time to exercise. Bummer. I can’t recall how much weight I lost, but it wasn’t much. I do know that I dropped below 200 pounds and that was pretty f’ing sweet. I think I got down to 195 but it didn’t stick. We slowly let our bad habits and laziness creep back into our lives and we gained back the weight.
Every few months, Jacob or I would start a new program. If you are a chronic dieter then you are no doubt familiar with this futile exercise. He did Insanity but only lasted for a week (if it was even that long). He took pills and supplements. I started a walking program (laps around the sofa), and then yoga, then something else. I’d give up soda, then start drinking it again, over and over. Clearly, our weight loss is an issue of will power. And also ice cream and pizza with extra cheese.
When I got pregnant with Filbert I was right at 200 pounds (I think- I never looked at my chart). At my last prenatal appointment I weighed in at 223. My guess is that by the time I’m ready to pop I will be around 230 pounds just like I was with Avery. And I’m obviously okay with that. Sure, it’s a high number. But gaining around thirty pounds during pregnancy is normal so I don’t feel bad about it. What I’d like to do this time around is start working toward losing the weight immediately. I won’t have a post-op grace period this time- with Avery, I had TWO (c-section and gallbladder extraction)- and I’m hoping that I’ll feel ready to get up and move around much sooner than I did last time.
Because I love to plan things to death, I have come with a plan of sorts to help me lose the baby weight AND THEN SOME. My lowest weight as an adult was 150 pounds and I rather enjoyed being that weight and size. I was a toned size 12 and I was happy with myself. I don’t hate my body when I’m really overweight, but when I am working towards bettering myself I certainly FEEL better in addition to LOOKING better. It’s a win-win!
I am hoping that we can take family walks every evening for at least thirty minutes if not longer. I think that getting into the habit of walking again is essential for slow, consistent weight loss. Also, I am planning on returning to a vegetarian diet once I have the baby. This alone will cut out fast food and that will help out tremendously. Since I will be at home all day, I am going to be able to prepare meals in as healthful a way as possible. I love preparing soups and my family loves eating them. Thankfully, autumn is upon us and in the cooler months I could eat soup everyday.
Sounds simple, right? Finding the time and energy will be a challenge but once we all find our rhythm things should fall into place.
So… I’m aiming for losing about fifty pounds over the next twelve months. That’s doable, right? I guess we’ll find out!