getting back in shape.

So it might be the middle of February already, but I'm finally ready to get started on one of our New Year's resolutions.


Kurt and I are embarking on a new journey to get fit, and STAY that way! For the first time ever. If you know me in real life, then you know that my husband is a fitness freak, and I am... not. I wish I was. I really do. But I'm not. At least until now. I'm REALLY going to try this time.


I used to be one of those girls that could eat {almost} whatever I wanted and it didn't matter. I've never been the skinniest girl in the room, but I never really felt too bad about the way I look, and didn't have any trouble finding or fitting into cute clothes. I've had a gym membership since I was 15 or so, and have gone through periods where I worked out every day, and then months where I didn't go at all. And I didn't really care, because I didn't feel fat anyway.


But let me tell ya - after your body goes through a pregnancy, it's like a WHOLE DIFFERENT BODY. Seriously. I feel like a totally different person. And not in a good way!


Well folks, it's time for a change. I don't even remember how much I weighed pre-pregnancy, but it wasn't really that scary of a number. The number I see on the scale these days IS. And lets get real... It's been 14-ish months since I was pregnant, the excuse of "oh but I just had a baby" is real old. I don't really think it works anymore... I'm pretty sure that If/when I use it, people are probably thinking "That girl needs to get a grip, she hasn't been pregnant for over a year now". 

 Kurt and I recently started DVRing that new show on MTV, "I Used To Be Fat" ... oh my gosh, it's eye opening. I've watched The Biggest Loser a few times before, and yeah they lose a lot of weight quickly, but it's easy to write that off because you can think, oh well duh, if they basically live in a weight loss laboratory with chefs and trainers watching their every move, OF COURSE they're going to lose weight. But this show follows people over the course of a couple of months, and they have a trainer, but they're living at home and are responsible for getting themselves to the gym and for planning their meals. It totally makes you feel like a lazy POS for watching them lose weight while you're laying on the couch eating cake and Cheetos.


Okay, we weren't really eating cake. Or Cheetos. But it did make us feel gross. We both have gotten pretty lackadaisical with going to the Gym. Kurt still goes on a regular basis, but not like he used to, and because we've had pretty poor eating habits since the beginning of my pregnancy {When I was told that I wasn't gaining enough weight and that I needed to eat more fast food...}, he hasn't been seeing the results that he was used to getting as a lean and mean Marine.

The thing that frustrates me the most, is that I have no excuses. We live less than a 1 minute drive from our gym. I have several healthy eating cookbooks and follow lots of healthy cooking blogs. I have a subscription to Shape, and used to have one to Women's Health... and have literally read entire books on nutrition. I guess it has always interested me, but I've completely lacked the will power to make use of the knowledge that I have.

People, that's pathetic. You don't need to say it. Trust me, I know!

The other day, I talked to several friends about Weight Watchers and thought seriously about joining again (Oh yeah, that's another thing! I've been a member of WW before! I started posting about that last year... and did ONE post. I went to three meetings. Again, pathetic). But then I thought, what a waste of money to pay for a service... if I already know what I'm doing?

I just need to get off my lazy butt and DO IT!

I read an article in a magazine once about a girl who blogged what she ate every single day to hold herself accountable.

That's what I'm going to do. I know that "they" say to keep a food log to hold yourself accountable... but that has never worked for me. I've tried getting a little notebook and keeping it in my purse to write everything down, and soon enough it's at the bottom of my bag underneath a bunch of crap and I've completely forgotten about it.
I think that putting it out there into "blog land" will help me to stick to this goal. I'll be blogging recipes and things about my work outs, and I'll be open to any criticism. I won't be posting about it EVERY single day because I know no one cares that much, and frankly that's pretty boring. But I hope that by blogging about my/our meals and the struggles/challenges/triumphs I have at the gym will help me stay on the right track.
Here we go. Wish me luck. I feel like I'm gonna need it...