{Buff Mama Monday} Skinny Jeans

Guess who is losing weight? That would be ME! Another 2lbs. lost this week, 8lbs total so far. I think I can see it in my face, not really anywhere else but at least the chub in my face is going away. I was also able to get into a pair of jeans today that were a bit snug just a few weeks ago. I didn’t even have to do the jean dance, when you try wiggling yourself inch by inch into a pair of too small jeans that give you a muffin top. Nope, they actually fit! I can’t wait to eventually get back into my size 6 pair of (overpriced but oh so flattering) Sevens that are sitting in my closet.

The last time I was in those skinny jeans, I didn’t exactly go about losing weight in a healthy way. I skipped meals, stressed over calories and working out became an obsession. It was just as unhealthy as being fat and overeating. I screwed up my digestive system to the point where I needed to have my gallbladder removed. Talk about a wake up call. I still have lasting side effects from not respecting my body. And those skinny jeans that I would kill to be in now? I thought I was as big as a house in them at the time. So, I’m learning how to respect my body so I can be proud of it when I do fit into those jeans. So I can be proud of it NOW, even in my fat jeans.

My body made a human being from scratch, I should be proud of it! My body totally rocked during labor. I nourished that baby with milk, made entirely by my body. My body is amazing and I should be proud of it! Being a mother has completely shifted the way I think about my body. For almost 2 years I shared it with someone else, through pregnancy and then through breastfeeding (well, exclusively pumping). I respected it because someone else depended on it. It wasn’t just mine to abuse anymore. Now I’m learning how to respect it for myself, because I depend on it.

This week was good. I stuck, for the most part, to my Nutrisystem program. I exercised daily, even if I wasn’t able to get to the gym I still did something active (like walking around Ikea with 30 extra pounds strapped to me…see pic below). I jumped back on the treadmill and completed week 6 of C25K. I can now semi-easily run a mile straight without feeling like I’m going to pass out. I still have a long road ahead of me, but at least I see a tiny speck of light at the end of the skinny jean tunnel. Thanks for your motivation last week, it helped!