Wow - I sort of just dropped off the blogger radar didn't I? One of my New Year's resolutions was to step things up with my blog and post every other day but instead I let things slide - big time. Ah well, all I can do is pick up from where I left off and keep on trucking, right? That seriously seems to be the theme of my life right now - one step forward, two steps back.
Okay, so let's talk HASAY, shall we? I don't know about you folks, but it appears that my body and its fat have become such close friends that they no longer want to separate. It's maddening really because I do watch what I eat. I cook healthy meals and I don't snack on lots of junk food. I don't sit in front of the tv and eat chips or ice cream. I don't drink soda. I don't eat huge portions of food either, AND I exercise at least three times a week. But nothing seems to be working.
I told myself at the beginning of the year that I was not going to focus on "losing weight" per se, and instead I was going to focus on being as healthy as I could possible be. But I'm starting to get a little panicked, because we finally bit the bullet and purchased our tickets to Hawaii for my husband's little sister's June wedding. I don't think "focusing on being as healthy as I can possibly be" is going to get me to a point where I feel comfortable enough in my own skin to bear being around people in the negative size range. I'm gonna have to wear a swim suit people!At the beach! I almost faint when I think about it.
So, I guess it all boils down to this. I have 5 months to whip my ass into decent enough shape so that I won't have a panic attack if we go to the beach. I'm not sure how I'm going to do it though - I guess I'll have to step it up even more by doing more of the things I'm already to doing right and then look for ways to improve where I can. I know I need to drink more water and get more sleep. And it would probably help a ton if I upped my cardio by adding running and increased my strength training routine as well.
So there. There's my plan. Yet another plan. I have no idea if it will produce any results. I want to say it won't right off the bat because it seems like nothing I have done since I stopped nursing has worked. It really feels like I'm grasping at straws!
I also know that in the end I should just be thankful for a having a healthy body and for being able to do what I like to do. But just for once I would also like to NOT feel like the biggest girl in the room. Is that too much to ask?