No more excuses

So, 3 weeks and 6 days ago I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Ally. Immediately after going back to TOPS I found that I Weighed less than I did when I first conceived my little peanut. Yay! Since than I've lost another pound ! My only worry is that at this point is that I'm going to sit on my bum holding my daughter and not get the exercise I need and blame her. I really don't want to do that. So I am resolved to eat less and attempt to exercise more and not make any more excuses. In fact, I look forward to taking my little peanut for walks and eventually runs or bike rides. I meant what I said, I want to one day be able to run so fast that my kids can't catch me.  That being said I'm training for a bike-a-thon in September and a golf fundraiser next summer.  I'm determined to weigh around 225 by the time i go home to visit my family in December. Giving me around 16 pounds to lose in 28 weeks.  Which isn't bad to be honest... Wish me luck. 225 is what I like to refer to as my "wall". I've not been under that number since I joined TOPS In January 2008. I get close then I balloon so I would very much like to blast through that wall. Wish me luck!

Fit to be {fill in the blank}

Well, I'm not far from baby time ♥. I'm getting more and more excited (and impatient).

one of the most frustrating things about this stage in my pregnancy is that I no longer fit. Not just in the clothes I love (although I don't) but at least there's always maternity clothes and hey - who doesn't love an excuse to go shopping? but I don't fit in other places too.

I haven't ridden my bike in some time because when I slide off I no longer fit between my bikeseat and my handle bars. Movies are out mostly because I don't fit in the majority of movie seats, but the bane of my existance right now with movies, shopping malls and sporting events is the turnstiles. I think they might be evil. Nothing makes you feel worse than getting wedged in a turnstile and having to get the manager with his keys to remove one of the arms to let me out.

Bathroom stalls also don't accomidate the pregnant woman. If the wheelchair stalls are occupied I have to enter a skinny stall straddle the toilet so I can get the door closed behind me. Then I have to awkwardly back up (and I swear I hear the beeping sound a truck makes everytime I have to reverse) then rotate carefully in order to use the toilet. It's quite an affair.

ooh Speaking of bathrooms, I recently overheard a conversation while in a stall. what you need to know is that I own a beautiful faux leather jacket that I wear for spring and fall (it makes me look badass) It's pretty but at the moment I can't do any of the buttons except the top one. meaning my chest is covered but my belly protrudes and when I wear a bright red shirt underneath it's quite a sight...
Anyway, this girl announces (I'm sure for my benefit) "did you see that?" to which her friend loudly responded "if I ever get so fat that I can't close my jacket over my enormous gut, I'm getting lypo." and they left cackling. I didn't see them in the restaraunt after I left the restroom which is a shame because the only thing I could think to say to them was "I'm pregnant, and in 2-3 weeks I'm going to lose my "enormous gut" but you'll still be an idiot." which made me feel good and at the same time, a little like a gilmore girl.

anyway, there's many places I don't fit and some I wish I did. I don't fit in my shoes anymore. I have a two dollar pair of flipflops that I bought at a dollar store and a pair of crocs that I'm using at the hospital. Besides that; none of my other beautiful shoes fit me because my feel have swelled so much. they look like Fred Flintstone feet. They haven't been that swollen since I sprained my ankle 9 years ago... I miss my ankles...

so that's it. everything is a tight fit.
*sighs*
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