Body Revolt....

So I'm determined to get off the weight I've gained since I got married almost 4 years ago. Most of it came from my pregnancy with Andrew. I've been lucky enough to have already lost the pregnancy weight from Luke. It's been hard to get motivated - hard to find uninterrupted time with two kids, hard to take the time for myself, hard to workout when I'm so out of shape, hard to work out when I don't get enough sleep. Yesterday I decided to shut my internal trap and just do it.

Clayton and I bought a treadmill a couple of years ago, hoping we could avoid the excuses of not having time/money to go to the gym. It's collected a lot of dust over those two years. I did exercise and got off about 17 lbs a year ago, but then I got pregnant again. But now's the time.

So I have the equipment. I have no good excuse anymore. I've decided that instead of just walking, I'll do hill intervals to increase the intensity and keep things a little bit interesting. Wow..I'm really out of shape. My body is in full revolt today. I still got up and did my workout, but it didn't take long for all of my leg muscles to scream out in burning pain. I walked through it and feel great now. Tomorrow, I'm expecting an even bigger revolt.

I'm doing it though. My cousin, Amy, has asked me to be Matron-of-Honor in her wedding and I am not going to be the "fat bridesmaid". I have about a year to get down to where I want to be. That means about 50-55lbs and a lot of work. But that's really only a pound a week and a very realistic goal. And I have the help of my friend, Heidi, too. She and I are both trying to get some baby weight off so we check in with each other pretty much every day so we have someone to hold us each accountable. She's been doing much better than I have lately, so I have some serious repenting and catching up to do.

So here's to success ... and less revolt from my body!