Non Scale Victory

Since we have the funeral tomorrow, I decided I needed some new "dressy" capris or something. I'm not going to lie, being heavy and being a SAHM, I hardly EVER dress up. Like maybe once a year. So I headed off to Kohls and was SHOCKED. I grabbed a size smaller than what I have been wearing at home. They fit, but were even a bit loose. So I grabbed a size smaller than that.... THOSE FIT. I am in SHOCK. SHOCK, I tell ya. I haven't worn this size pants since after I had my daughter 3 years ago and before that it was before my 7.5 yo was born!!!

I guess those workouts with my trainer (even though it's been a few months) and losing a few lbs on WW has helped. ;) I am VERY pleased. In fact, it's kind of giving me some motivation. I am going to call the gym on Wed and see what the longest amount of time is allowed for with kids at the sitter there. Once my kids start school in a few weeks I will only have my 3 year old. If they allow 2 hrs, I may do that. If I could get in 6 hrs a week at the gym, that would be awesome. If I can get it in 5 times a week, even better. We shall see.

Seeing that I actually wear 1-2 sizes smaller than what I have been wearing is such a motivator. I would LOVE to be a size 10 by Xmas. 23 weeks and Xmas will be over... I know, shush, right? lol. 

Buh Bye Muffin Top

Eta: I got to thinking after I linked this to this Linky Party that people might click on this and think this was a Before and After. I assure you, it's not! lol. It's a BEFORE.  In one year I will post the AFTER. lol.


I've decided that I HAVE to get back into doing WW. So I think today and tomorrow I am going to get back into the swing of things with tracking, drinking water, etc and then on Friday go weigh in. If I blog it, I must do it. Right?


Troy mentioned last night that I should try out for Biggest Loser. I said, I could do that, but that would mean that I would be gone for a long time. He seemed to rethink that and said, well, maybe you can just go running around here while we are in school all day. He was so sweet about it, it brought tears to my eyes.  I know he said that one of the kids at school told him I was fat. Hunter got really upset about that (that a kid would say that about me). But the kid was right. Is right.  It makes me wonder how my being upset about my looks affects them. Here I preach to them about how being different or fat or tall or short is NOT what matters, but yet, I am giving off the message that it actually does.

There are some days where it's REALLY bad. Like when you are supposed to be going somewhere and you want to look nice, but everything you try on doesn't look right or fit right. Then you start throwing clothes around your closet, your room, your bathroom. What? You don't do that? PUH LEASE. The frustration hits an all time high and you think, I don't want to go to this stupid event anyway. Then you consider staying home so you don't have to feel or look as uncomfortable as you are.... so you go, feeling like a fat slob, and smile the whole time when the truth is, on the inside, you are counting the minutes down so you can leave or praying that no one notices how your stomach is hanging over your jeans or that you look 5 months pregnant and you aren't....

Not mine (mine is MUCH bigger)...but you get the idea.

The truth, for me is that:

• it is HARD to lose weight when you have 4 kids, a husband, and a house to take care of.
• It's hard for me to take care of me when I have 5 other people to take care of. 
• It's easier to grab a granola bar or rice krispie treat or something CONVENIENT. 
• Same with the frozen meals. 
• I can make excuses because I have 5 people to back me up. ;)
• I'm just not consistent.

 However, it's great that I get out of the house twice a week to go workout with my trainer. I am VERY grateful to my husband for that. Although, there are/were months where I am not or have not been consistent with him either.

So that's where I am at the moment and I hope to be in a better place soon. I'm setting short term goals because looking at the big picture can be overwhelming. It's the same way with dealing with the housework...

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