Right before I left on my mission to Thailand, I was a workoutaholic. I ate well and went to the gym religiously. As a result, I looked better than I ever had in my life. I was wearing size 8 jeans and weighed 139 pounds. Even then, I felt like I could have gotten smaller. Many years and 2 babies later I look at myself in the mirror and think.... BLAH. More than ever in my life I am ready to be a workoutaholic again. To eat good healthy meals. I HAVE to. None of my clothes fit me anymore... my face is chubby and I hate looking at photos of myself. Now I just anxiously await for my 6 week postpartum period to be over so I can start going back to the gym again. And it will be good "me" time. "Me" time to listen to good music or watch TV as I work the eliptical, and "me" time as I relax during yoga classes. "Me" time while the babies are being taken care of at the gym's day care. What a treat it will be to feel good about myself again and to be able to wear cute clothes! (not to mention the fact I will have to buy a new wardrobe!)
Yeah, I was just sitting around the house today feeling sorry for myself so I had to write this all out to motivate myself!
