The other thing.

So. To lose 20lbs, working out twice a week just isn’t enough.

Fact of the matter is, I’ve forgotten what a healthy portion size is. For the past year and a half I’ve eaten whatever I want. I ate whatever I wanted in early pregnancy, and by the end, I ate whatever it was that would give me the least amount of heartburn. And when I was nursing? I pretty much ate whatever I wanted. Because I was HUNGRY.

But yeah. I’m not nursing anymore. And I am really about 10lbs heavier than what’s healthy, and 20lbs above where I want to be.

I knew that when I decided I wanted to lose 20lbs that I needed some help. And so I decided to join we.ight wa.tchers. There were meetings on Wednesday nights near my house.

Beyond the research? I didn’t actually DO anything about it. It was the holiday season, and then we were gone to Florida for vacation.

And then it was January, and I figured I’d go one week. Except it snowed and iced.

And the next week I had dinner plans.

And the week after that, too.

It wasn’t until my good friend D pointed out to me that I keep coming up with excuses to NOT diet that I realized. I didn’t actually want to go to the meetings. I was dreading it, in fact. The idea of sitting in a room with a bunch of women I don’t know, talking about the fact that I stuff my face with whatever I want because it’s HARD to watch what I eat?

Meh.

Didn’t help, either, that if I decided to go to meetings, I’d miss seeing Baby O. In fact, since Thursdays are my gym morning, I’d see him on Wednesday morning when I dropped him off at daycare, and wouldn’t see him again until I picked him up from daycare on Thursday night.

Excuses, excuses.

So on Wednesday night, I made a decision. I signed up for the online we.ight watc.hers. Which means I need to be WAY more vigilant that I stick to keeping track of my points, since I have nothing keeping me accountable each week.

And really, I’m only two days into keeping track of everything that goes into my mouth. Let me tell you something – it’s pretty eye opening. For example? I grab some tortilla chips when I first get home to munch on. And then I have this habit of “finishing” whatever it is that Baby O won’t eat at night. And after dinner, I wander the house for something sweet.

So anyway. I’m putting it out there that I’m finally DOING SOMETHING about my weight, too.

I had this fantastic strapless dress I wore to our rehearsal dinner almost 5 years ago. My current goal is to lose enough weight by May so that I can wear it to a friends’ wedding.

So to that goal, I’ve added a ticker on the side, which has taken the place of the nursery pictures link.