When I first bought the dropthebabyweight.com domain a few months ago, I thought: “Enough’s enough — I have GOT to lose this baby weight.” I was 9 months out from baby #2 and I hadn’t lost a pound. But what’s more American than losing weight — well, except for that 80%-of-Americans-are-overweight statistic? That’s right: BLOGGING about losing weight.
I was rarin’ to go: I signed up for a fitness bootcamp. I bought new sneakers. I bought some workout clothes. I bought copies of Shape, Fitness, Women’s Health, and more. I got up at 5am, ate a banana and drank some water, and went to the local Catholic school campus to run, do jumping jacks, bear crawls, star jumps, pushups, situps, stretches, more running, more pushups, planks, more running… you get the idea. On the 4th day I was able to button my pre-pregnancy jeans! They were my former “fat” jeans, but still. A nice jumpstart to my weight loss efforts.
Then, 3 weeks into the 4-week bootcamp, I got a stress fracture. Y’all, I died. The pain was bad, but I also had to spend November up to Christmas hobbling around in a boot or just lying on the sofa. 6 weeks of doing nothing but catching up on the last season of “Lost.” I was distressed and depressed.
But the boot came off just before Christmas. No more Frankenstein-like gait! Now I’m climbing gingerly back on the exercise wagon. Join me!