Down two point five!!! Hooray for me! Although I gotta say, I really believed that I would start May in the one seventies. But still, I'm not having a pity party, I'm celebrating!!! So I don't make it to the one seventies until mid May, I can handle that. No more babies means I have the rest of my life to work on this body, right? RIGHT?!?!
However, I would like to have lost a SIGNIFICANT amount of weight by the time Nick gets back at the end of summer. I know he loves me no matter what (poor guy, he must feel like he got duped when he married that thin beautiful HAPPY sane twenty year old) but still, it sucks being on that pier with all the other women in their tank tops and shorts and toned tanned legs and killer arms and nice racks...it sucks. So let's see...fifteen pounds by the end of summer? That's a teeny bit more than a pound a week, but it should be enough to get out of maternity clothes and NOTICE a difference in my body. I hope.
And I've finally got into that period where if you don't exercise, you feel like crapola, so that's awesome. I haven't been walking outside as much just because of all these kids and so I don't feel like it's doing AS MUCH for my mood as it could, but it's certainly doing SOMETHING. It's just easier to use the EFX while everyone is napping. Maybe if I opened the blinds and got some sun that way? Would that work, is that the same as actually BEING in the sun? I doubt it, but hey, it's worth a shot.
So that's where we are. One eighty three. Sigh. But I'm happy, I really am. Two point five baby!!!