For the past few months I have been disgusted with how my
body looks. After having my daughter, I quickly lost all but 4 pounds of the
weight I had gained! I was so proud and excited since I had gained so much
during the pregnancy. Granted, I lost 31 lbs in the first week due to the
amount of swelling I had. Talk about crazy, I had the worst “Pitted Edema”
known to man, I swear! After doing so
well to lose it all, I did an even better job at gaining it back x10. Okay,
maybe a bit over exaggerated, but I am a woman, we can’t tell the real number.
Shortly before my trip to Vegas, I decided to move from the “Just
Complaining” level, to the “Let’s Do Something About It” phase. So I started
doing some work outs at home, got a cardio video from a friend and I was on my
way! Although a week in Vegas killed all my good intentions. However, lack of
progress and good intentions aside, I have been losing some weight. Just not exactly
the way I planned. Since returning home, I have managed to have stomach bug #1 (resulting in no eating), cyst removed from my tongue (resulting in no eating for a week) and now barely recovering from stomach bug #2 (which, wait for it……..resulted in NO EATING)! Although I appreciate the number heading down on the scale, this is not what I had in mind (although it’s taken much less effort on my part)!
Guess I should have been a little more specific when I wished
I could lose some weight!
Moral of the story: If you ever find that genie in a bottle
(not the Christina Aguilera version) you better be pretty dang specific what you wish for.
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