Weight Loss Wednesday...

...I got pregnant. I gained weight. I had a baby. I gained weight. I breastfed. I insisted I needed to up my calories to keep my supply up so I gained weight. And then I got to this, 15 months after she was born (August 2013):

I was practically busting the seams on all my pants. Nothing fit right, or even comfortably. I was winded from walking the 100 feet to the playground and chasing her around. Things had to change. I started working out, counting calories, and the pounds started to melt off. Here I am October 2013:

It's been a long journey and there's a lot more to go. I'm down 36 pounds and have another 36+ more to go. During the holiday season, I've just trying to maintain and after the New Year, I'll get back on my weight loss routine. Here I am December 2013:

Everyone asks what's my secret, what's the key? It's pretty obvious...workout and eat right. I'm not perfect by any means. I can easily be talked out of a workout which is why I try to get up early and get it done during the week around 5:30am because then it's done and I don't have to worry about it.

 

I count my calories religiously during the week and then I give myself a break on the weekends. This isn't to say that I eat Taco Bell every weekend, but I do indulge in a brownie or cupcake every now and then.

 

The greatest reward? Sure, my pants are looser, I'm not spilling over in my airline seat, but the greatest reward is running around the playground with AR listening to her giggle as she chases me around. I plan to keep going on my weight loss journey so that we can enjoy many dates to the playground together.