My husband deserves a trophy for putting up with me. And a trophy wife to hang on his arm. I'm working on it.
Several years ago, before all the infertility mess started, I made an appointment with the Dr to question why I had all of a sudden gained 80 plus pounds. Yep, you read that right. I don't lie. Truly, in a span of 6 months or so, I packed on the weight like crazy. At first I assumed it was due to lifestyle change. You know, the whole "I'm married now and I eat what my husband eats" type weight gain. But it came on so quick it was a little concerning.
So, I went to the Doctor. Doc was also concerned and tested me for what seemed like everything under the sun. Thyroid, Diabetes, Cushings syndrome, etc... And finally I was diagnosed with Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome. I won't bore you with all the details of it, other than to say that PCOS makes it very difficult to lose weight. And very difficult to keep it off.
Am I making excuses? No. Okay, maybe a little bit. But truly, I have always been pretty active and for the most part a decent eater. But it hasn't been enough.
So, a few months ago I looked in the mirror and decided ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! I made a vow to lose the weight and to keep it off! I've been following Weight Watchers (though admittedly very loosely...who has time for all the tracking crap?!) and have made it a goal to work out at least 6 days a week. I have been doing the Jillian Micheals Body Revolution and am actually really enjoying it (after the fact...during the workouts I often just want to punch that perky Jill right in the neck.) I enjoy most sports and any type of outdoor activity except running. I hate running! I will go for a very brisk walk and enjoy it immensely! In fact, I'm always looking for people to go for a walk with. Give me a call! But ask me to run? No way! If you see me running, you had better run too because something BAD is coming close behind me.
So, I'm down 40 lbs. Yea me! But I've still got AT LEAST 40 more to come off this frame! I'm firming up, I'm building muscle. I can tell a difference in my arms for sure. And my blubber gut is shrinking, though not nearly as fast as I would like. I'm down 6 jeans sizes (but I'm super super cheap so I have only bought one new pair. I just wear my old jeans looking like the saggy baggy elephant! That's hot, right?!?)
I've been stuck at 40 lbs lost for several weeks now. I've tried changing up my eating, more intense workouts, cutting more calories, adding more calories. Nothing seems to help. I'm still losing inches but somehow the scale just. wont. budge. So, I'm trying the Advocare 24 day challenge to see if the cleanse and then diet plan will be enough to get me over the hump. I'll let you know how I feel in a week or so. If any of you have used Advocare products I would love to hear your thoughts. I'm looking forward to the energy boost and, truthfully, I'm even kind of excited about the clean eating. Even though it will mean making to separate dinners each night. Can you imagine Dustin eating healthy? His body would probably be in such shock it would collapse on the spot. The man lives off pizza and Doritos. He's 6 foot tall and thin as a rail. NOT FAIR! But, I digress.
So....I'm working on becoming the trophy wife for the hubby. (and for myself but that's a whole 'nother post for a different day) Of course, I'm only 5"1' so I think I'm technically too short to qualify. If only there were a way to stretch people. And, I'm not blonde. And then there's also the issue of my face. Okay, maybe I'm NOT going to be a trophy wife. But at least I could get back to the skinny little number he said "I DO" to. I'll settle for that!