This blog post is a little different from the posts I usually do. I am usually updating about my kids...what we've been doing, where we've been going, my journey through motherhood and the occasional post on my new venture in photography. But this post is all about ME and the things I've been doing to improve ME. EEEEEEEK! As uncomfortable as it is, I've decided to document this journey through self-improvement. So, here it goes.
After returning from an amazing vacation with Matt and some friends to Key West, I decided ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. I was sick of not wearing the clothes that I so badly wanted to wear. I was sick of being fat and unhappy with myself. I am a true lover of shopping. I love clothes. But, I was finding that all the clothes I loved so much were just a little too snug and showed just a little too much back-fat, rolls, and my personal favorite....my "butt in front" otherwise known as my big ole' tummy. I was drowning in a sea of empire style shirts (aka maternity shirt look-alikes) that provoked total strangers to ask the most humilating question, "Awe, when are you due?" I dreaded the days I had to squeeeeeeeze into my blue jeans and longed for the very moment I would be home to change into my comfy pants.
I HATE exercise, I LIKE food, and my husband LOVES to cook. See the problem?
So, I had to make a choice. I had tried diets before. Most of them just weren't for me. No one can tell me I can't eat carbs. I love fruit and I love all things carb. Sorry I'm not sorry. The challenge was to find a "diet" that allowed me to still enjoy the foods I loved but to figure out a way to be healthy. I decided to join Weight Watchers. I did a little research and decided to go all in (well...not all in, I don't go to meetings. Just not in me to do that.) But, I log EVERY thing I eat. I quickly realized where I was going wrong. FAT RACHEL = EATING OUT AND SNACKING (oh, and booze doesn't do much for the waistline either). I basically stopped both. As the pounds began melting away, I found myself with more energy. With that, I found myself WANTING to go to the gym. It was simply amazing.
I am 3 months in and have lost 20 pounds!!!
I am bummed I didn't take a before picture (I honestly thought I would be gorging on Portillos cheese fries a couple days after my commitment to Weight Watchers. Even I didn't believe in myself). I am in shock and awe of my own will-power and determination. It's amazing what a few "You look great" comments and slipping into your "skinny" jeans can do to one's state of mind.
I don't have many pictures of myself. Apparently, I am the one and only person in the family that knows how to work a camera??? Here is a poor quality selfie.
**Sorry, I refuse to take a shirt in my spandex and sports bra like on the Biggest Loser.
I still would like to lose another 15 pounds.... I'll let you know when I meet my goal!
After returning from an amazing vacation with Matt and some friends to Key West, I decided ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. I was sick of not wearing the clothes that I so badly wanted to wear. I was sick of being fat and unhappy with myself. I am a true lover of shopping. I love clothes. But, I was finding that all the clothes I loved so much were just a little too snug and showed just a little too much back-fat, rolls, and my personal favorite....my "butt in front" otherwise known as my big ole' tummy. I was drowning in a sea of empire style shirts (aka maternity shirt look-alikes) that provoked total strangers to ask the most humilating question, "Awe, when are you due?" I dreaded the days I had to squeeeeeeeze into my blue jeans and longed for the very moment I would be home to change into my comfy pants.
I HATE exercise, I LIKE food, and my husband LOVES to cook. See the problem?
So, I had to make a choice. I had tried diets before. Most of them just weren't for me. No one can tell me I can't eat carbs. I love fruit and I love all things carb. Sorry I'm not sorry. The challenge was to find a "diet" that allowed me to still enjoy the foods I loved but to figure out a way to be healthy. I decided to join Weight Watchers. I did a little research and decided to go all in (well...not all in, I don't go to meetings. Just not in me to do that.) But, I log EVERY thing I eat. I quickly realized where I was going wrong. FAT RACHEL = EATING OUT AND SNACKING (oh, and booze doesn't do much for the waistline either). I basically stopped both. As the pounds began melting away, I found myself with more energy. With that, I found myself WANTING to go to the gym. It was simply amazing.
I am 3 months in and have lost 20 pounds!!!
I am bummed I didn't take a before picture (I honestly thought I would be gorging on Portillos cheese fries a couple days after my commitment to Weight Watchers. Even I didn't believe in myself). I am in shock and awe of my own will-power and determination. It's amazing what a few "You look great" comments and slipping into your "skinny" jeans can do to one's state of mind.
I don't have many pictures of myself. Apparently, I am the one and only person in the family that knows how to work a camera??? Here is a poor quality selfie.
**Sorry, I refuse to take a shirt in my spandex and sports bra like on the Biggest Loser.
I still would like to lose another 15 pounds.... I'll let you know when I meet my goal!
