It's true.
I have horrible eating habits, thanks largely to the fact that in my teenage and adult years I supported my chocolate habit with a daily run.
The issue came when I got pregnant. Not only did I continue my poor eating habits (with gusto -- I was eating for two!) but I stopped exercising (I was pregnant!).
Then the baby came.
She wasn't the 60 pounds I secretly hoped she would be, which would have brought me right back to my original size.
So now I had to start running to lose weight. It's been a long battle, fraught with laziness, poor habits associated with laziness and another pregnancy.
But now I am at my pre-Jane weight. One landmark down, one more to go: Wedding weight.
Fiction: I want to be skinny.
It's not true. I don't care about being skinny. I care about getting back into the clothes I invested hundreds, nay, thousands of dollars into, that grew a little tighter as I added that newlywed weight (it's a real thing, right?).
So now I must diet and run.
Which is why I am cranky. And not blogging.
I dreamt that when I am back to my manageable size, I could once again run to eat. I have a sickening feeling that this will not be so. Apparently, a group of doctors, that I like to classify as all men (I don't really know this, this is my rationalization), came out with a new study saying that women need to exercise 60 minutes daily to combat the weight gain of growing older. Not to lose weight. Not to eat the entire chocolate cake you baked for your family -- to combat the NATURAL weight gain that comes with age.
Now I'm even more cranky.
P.S. Don't let the quotation marks around scientific mislead you. Apparently the "men" (because they could really be women or a team of men and women) conducted the study for 15 years.
Humph.
But here's a cheery thought: When you ask Jane for a picture now, she not only does the following smile, she will now run to pose by a blank wall. Fact.
9 comments:
this is bad news! no me gusta. i am sooooo not my pre-olivia size...in reality i would like to be skinny....like high school skinny, like 110 pounds....somehow since i can't manage to exercise ever it seems like the unattainable dream. i remember in HS you used to complain and say you had fat arms and i was like who cares about arms....now i really do have fat arms (which you didn't back then) and i completely understand how life shattering the fat arms can be! sigh.....ps jane is soooooo cute!
and what exactly is going on with jane's hair here? is she rocking the side ponytail? what a hipster!
That is hysterical! I LOVE that smile and it's adorable that she's running to a blank wall for a proper picture. She already knows how the world works.
Jane is getting so tall. . .will be so fun to spend time with them soon. . it's just about two months away, which means your trip is coming soon. . .I hope they like singing because it is just my every day way of getting from point A to B. . .some student in my class asked me the other day if I am always humming and singing (OK Lael, did you say something) because I often am not even aware of it. It is a definite while in the car. . .so Elliot and Jane, let me know if you have any favorites . . .G'ma will be coming soon.
This getting older thing is R.O.U.G.H. And personally I think you will still be able to run to eat. That is why I exercise.....for ice cream.....and I guess to be healthy, blahblahblah. Jane is so cute in that picture! Congrats on being at pre-Jane weight, that is a big deal!
Rach, I love you no matter what size you are (and CONGRATS on being pre-Jane weight)! Why is it that so much of our happiness (whether it be self-esteem, fitting into old expensive clothes, more attention from members of the opposite sex, feeling like you can do more physically, etc.), depends on the size we are? Like how come Heavenly Father had to go invent calories? Why don't vegetables taste like Cadbury Mini Eggs? I don't get the lesson we need to learn there.
Why must you dash my dreams of successful pre-baby weight maintenance with only occasional efforts? I am tantalizingly close to pre-Lydia weight (which is lower than wedding weight for me, thanks to a post wedding health kick). But I, like you, would rather eat treats to my heart's content. And now you and your "study" have turned me sour as well.
:)
I echo all the sentiments written above, and add one more: it is a comforting thought that you used "dreamt" instead of "dreamed." I, too, regularly revert to the poetic British-English and get teased for it.
"Dreamed" just sounds so . . . foreign.
I meant to comment on this post earlier... love that pic of Jane. She's got some of the best toddler hair I've ever seen.
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