Well, I gained 60 pounds during my pregnancy and even though I promised myself I would get right back on track after she came no such luck. I have been using every excuse in the book to eat crap and not exercise but I really want to start feeling comfortable with myself again. The other day my "wonderful" husband told me I didn't have the body to wear a tank top. I was crushed, and oddly enough it didn't make me want to lose weight...just punch him. It was my sister who got me back to the gym and feeling better about myself, not because she wants me to lose weight but because she just joined a gym and got a free pass for 2 weeks. She talked about how much fun she was having so I have been going with her. I still have a membership to my gym so I won't be joining hers but this time with her has made me realize what I have been missing. I loved the gym and I miss it. I honestly don't care to look better for my husband, he should love me regardless. I'm doing this for me, so I can feel healthier and someday my daughter won't look at me and think I'm a lazy fatso. Now if I can just get my eating in check I'll be on a roll.
Lori
Lori
