Dear Me 6 Months Ago

Dear Me 6 months ago,

Put....the butter....down. You see, it's not worth it. Neither is the bag of chocolate you are holding in your other hand. Or the pan of brownies baking in the oven. Yes....they are good and comforting and in these trying times of moving and packing and thinking of all that needs to be done in the next four months, but don't let your waiste line perish. I've seen the future...and it ain't pretty. Your fat pants don't even fit you anymore and Spring will come early with 80-degree days before March is even over and you will have zero things to wear.

I know this love affair with butter, chocolate, and cake (sometimes with all three at once) seems like it's a good thing, but in the end, it is not. Because you will eventually get tired of it. You're stubborn and will refuse to go and buy something that actually fits, so instead, you will live your days in your sweats and old sports bras and the husbands t-shirts. He can eat a pan of brownies, gain 30-40 pounds and drop it like its hot whenever he wants, but you my dear....do not have that luxury. It will drive you crazy those first few weeks of fasting sugar. You will even feel like mini-chocolate chips are keeping your family safe from you becoming a homicidal maniac. It will be amazing to see all the variety of ways you use them. But you will eventually grow tired of those too and will crave something more.

So stop...do yourself in six months a favor and don't do it. Maintain your healthy lifestyle by eating mostly good stuff and only splurging once a week. The site of your neck alone (think Kimora Lee Simmons at her highest pregnancy weight.....*shiver*) will be enough to want to make an appointment with the nearest plastic surgeon to get the fat sucked out of everything everywhere. And you just don't have the funds for that. It is not acceptable to break out the maternity clothes as you are indeed NOT pregnant (in case that rumor was circulating), even though you weigh what you did 6 months into the last one. Don't do it. You'll thank yourself in six months for keeping with it.

Jog baby jog!

I decided that since I have allowed cake to rule my life these past few weeks (as well as potato chips, hot fudge sundaes, cookies, you get the picture), that I needed another kick in the butt to get back in gear. My husband informed me that he is taking me somewhere nice for my 30th b-day next week ( I know! I can hardly believe it to! Not that he's taking me somewhere nice, that I'm going to be 30), and I was to go out and buy a dress, shoes, the whole nine yards. So my mom and Nichole graciously came with me (and endured as well as helped entertain my kids!) on Saturday to hunt down a dress. We shopped for like 5 hours, but finally picked a winner. Of course, it was the last store we went to...go figure! Anyway, this dress is a cute strapless number, and since I am shaped like a football player up top, and have gotten quite soft in the midsection, I decided to force my husband to keep me from all things sugar as well as force me to exercise in an effort to look even better for my b-day.

Today I was horribly unmotivated to do anything, let alone go jogging. After grocery shopping and grabbing a quick energy bar at the store, I came home determined to full fill exercise commitment. I started out walking and then decided to jog.....and I kept going....and going....all the way to the park so I could take a 1 min. potty break (stinkin' water!)...and kept going...and going! I kept thinking "Man! this is FAR! I have never jogged this long!" I finally ended up back home telling Russ I was sure I had to have gone at LEAST 2 miles. I know, that doesn't sound far, but for someone who has NEVER jogged more than 1.5 miles, and only did that like twice in her life, this would have been a great accomplishment. He mapped out the course I told him that I went on a website, and come to find out, I jogged 3.2 miles!! WHAT??!! I could NOT believe it! So, I'm excited. In an effort to document our lives better, I decided I needed to share. I've committed to running a 5K (3.2 miles) for the Pregnancy Resource Center in October, but didn't think I would reach that point for a few months yet! So yeah! Now....if I can just keep this up for like 3 times a week, I will be in good shape....literally:)