plateau? make it known.

After going through unflattering picture after unflattering picture after... you get the point... from Easter, I decided it was HIGH TIME to do a little something about what I've self-deceivingly been calling "baby weight." 

Seeing as Max is practically a teenager, it's safe to say that the poundage I was still carrying could no longer be blamed on Max. If anything, his toddling should have been helping me shed my various bulges. 

The day after Easter I planted myself in front of the computer and went straight to Weight Watchers dot com. I found the earliest Monday morning meeting, a babysitter for Max, my lightest-weight clothing and headed to Dubya Dubya. There I found out that a healthy weight range for my height started at 117!!!! What the WHAT? Luckily the range goes all the way to 155 otherwise I probably would have just turned around, admitted defeat, and ordered a Big Mac, squared. Nonetheless, I signed my name in blood, repeated over and over (in my head) my goal, to lose 30 pounds, and that I would and COULD through Christ.* 

And here we are, 9 and a half weeks later. I've been meaning to post about this weight loss journey for quite some time now but couldn't for some reason. Maybe I was just waiting to flake out on it like I do with lots of things that fall into the "control yourself" category. I didn't want to be held accountable anymore than I needed to be. However, the reason I've decided to post about it now is because I've reached a plateau of sorts. 

I've lost weight and I'm still losing but it's not going as fast as I want it to. You know me. I'm an instant gratification kind of girl. I'm the girl who bought this before her wedding and felt like she got adrenaline shot straight into her heart. I couldn't rest if I wanted to and answered the phones in top speed. (I did have a real job once upon a time.) Needless to say, that didn't work for me. 

So I'm doing it the old fashioned way. Eat less (and better) and move more. With that method I've lost 13.8 pounds. I'm almost to the point where I might not lie on my driver's license weight. My little sis and I are training for a 5k and I've become a body design/zumba/pilates addict. These are all things I am proud of but would have never dreamed possible in my lifetime. 

All I need is that accountability boost that keeps me committed and aiming for smaller sizes (single digits would be soooo nice), trimmer arms, more energetic days, and an overall healthier me. 

So now it's out there and there's no turning back! I will let you know how much I lose on Monday. Thanks for the support!

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*I realize I bring JC into my posts a lot. I'm not trying to be pushy or fake in any way. In this case particularly though, I would be remiss if I left him out. Anytime I have tried to lose weight, get in shape, or do anything that requires discipline I have relied on myself 100% of the time. And all of those times I have failed. It is honestly only through Christ that I have been able to continue on this path.