On the fitness front, I am more than proud of myself. Went to another class of mummy & me yoga. Joined the gym. Booked little L in for the crèche for 60 minutes twice in one week. Didn’t start to cry when handing her over to the carers. And only once jumped hysterically out of the pool and ran dripping wet to soothe my allegedly mummy-missing baby after misinterpreting an announcement. To my defence: the speakers are rubbish, I had water in my ears and the girl behind the micro was chewing on a blanket, it seemed.
Joining the gym and taking up swimming again had the additional benefit of getting to buy a new bikini. Good that I tried on my old bathing suit before making a splash. My breastfeeding boobs are so engorged that I cannot straighten my back without having the lycra cutting into my bosom. Big M commented with ‘Go Jordan! Go Jordan!’
I also purchased a pair of short fins that give you a bum firm enough to crack nuts with, according to Friend-with-3-kids-and-a-body-to-die-for. I will keep you posted on this one.
Nutritionally, I would consider my diet fairly balanced with the odd treat. A little bit of chocolate here, an ice cream there. And maybe falling off the 5-a-day-wagon every now and then. But nothing like the sugar binges that haunted me right after having little L. I am pretty much back to where I came from. Thank God for that! To be honest, the prospect of not getting rid of this newly acquired eating misbehaviour slightly depressed me. The one thing I didn’t need on top of the sleep deprivation and the remaining lard was an additional fat deposit.
Although the scales didn’t move a millimetre since last week, I am for the first time in months very happy with my appearance and the way I feel about my body. It might be the effect sport is having on me, or the sudden increase in sleep and slept-through nights (hurray!). Or maybe I am just happy to have found a little bit of time and energy to scribble again. I am content and silently smiling in a Buddha kind of way; a feeling that comes from deep within and cannot be ruined by numbers on scales for once.
Now for the weigh-in:
Starting weight: 136 pounds
Goal weight: 125 pounds
Last week: 133 pounds
This week: 133 pounds
Pounds lost: 0
How many pounds left to lose: 8