So, being pregnant, I ate pretty good for the first two trimesters. And then the third trimester hit and I tried to do good...but...being fat and miserable, started comfort eating. And so those pounds I SWORE I wasn't going to gain this pregnancy have somehow made their way to my hips, thighs, and belly once again. Didn't I just spend 12 months losing all that crap??? Ugh. Oh well, with my son I lost the weight pretty quickly, it was just pre-'healthy lifestyle awakening' in my life and I put it all back on and more in the years following that.
I was doing AMAZING working out up until the end of November when I had a little scare and went to the hospital and was told my cervix was thinning (at only 22 weeks) and I should stop working out. To someone who LIVES to workout, this was like a slap in the face. So I made a vow to eat well even though I couldn't work out.
That vow sure didn't last very long.
So here I am, 5 weeks until my due date, and getting antsy to get back to the gym and back in the groove of being "healthy." I want to design this elaborate plan that says do this this day and do this this day and start this day and be at x weight by this day...but unfortunately until I get in the groove of having a newborn in my life, I know that such planning would prove to be futile. =/
