First Steps

So now that I am post pregnancy, I know it's time to step up my game and get rid of the jiggle. Having an infant definitely puts a little bit of a speed bump on my path to skinny; he wants to eat anywhere between every hour to every 3 hours. And you never really know which it'll be until he starts eying up my boobs and making his ever so cute little grunt/fuss/screech. Add to that, with my hubby working away, it's just me and the boys ALL.THE.TIME. Sawyer is a little bit young for a teenage babysitter (in my opinion) and my mum isn't available often.
Excuse. Excuse. Excuse. Excuse. Excuse.
I can come up with a dozen more, if you'd like. But I won't. Because really, these excuses don't really matter to anyone else. They only matter to me, and only then they matter because I let them hold me back. I know I'm not alone here - there are thousands of women who let their kids or lack of time for themselves hold them back. So how can we move past it?
First things first; WHAT IS IMPORTANT TO YOU, IN GETTING HEALTHY?
Is it losing weight? Or getting stronger? Do you want to start eating better, cleaner? Do you want to be able to run or even walk without getting winded? Or do you want to show your kids that being active is important? Do you want to do something alone or with a group? With your kids or without? What about your partner? This is the first step.
What's important to me? I want to lose weight. I want to be stronger. I want to eat better; I want my family to eat better. I want to do something FOR ME, without having a child hanging off my leg or my arm or my boob. First step complete - onto the second; Translating what's important to me, into an action plan.

Weigh-in and Measurements

Well I guess I need someone (somewhere) to be accountable to. I am halfway through MW 6 week challenge. It's still an enjoyable workout, but this last week I haven't had it in me to go over and above the workout. Maybe next week.
Soooo, here it goes. I started trying to get healthier when I stopped nursing, 9 months ago. My very first weigh-in was painful. I weighed in at 170.1lbs, chest 37.25", waist 32.75", hips 46.75", thighs 29.75". I knew I was big, but the numbers still surprised me.
Today I am 161lbs, chest 34.5", waist 30.5", hips 43", thighs 25". That is an loss of 13.5 inches and 9lbs. That is only a pound a month, but this has been very VERY stubborn baby weight.

I am trying so hard to look at the inch loss, instead of the pounds lost. Thirteen and a half inches is an accomplishment. I am down 2-3 pant sizes. This means that I can go into almost any store to buy clothes now. This loss also means that I don't get winded running after my busy toddler or going up a flight of stairs. I think I've done a good job. I haven't joined a gym (although for awhile I was a part of a club that challenged each other physically and nutritionally) and I haven't 'dieted'. I have just been more conscious of what I put in my mouth and when. I am trying to be more active. I'm trying to be a better role model for my son. And above all else, I'm trying to love myself, no matter what size I am or what I think I see in the mirror.