I've been trying so hard to lose the extra weight Munch so readily and quickly gave to me during her time on the inside...Nursing did absolutely diddly-squat for me. Walking around the neighborhood quickly lost its fascination when the summer heat set in, and I never got back into it. A friend and I pledged in October to be accountable to each other in our workouts, and I did finally start regaining some strength and flexibilty because of that needed consistency...but my weight has been the same since November, and I am so, so tired of not being able to wear my old clothes. I miss my jeans most, but I refuse to buy new ones...especially since 3 of the pairs I have were bought just before I knew I was pregnant, and I haven't been able to wear them since!!
Another friend of mine recently recommended a workout that she's been going to classes for, called the Bar Method. It blends ballet with aerobics, making it rather very appealing to me. :) It's available on dvd's, so after some research on it, I took the plunge and bought one for about $20...A dollar per pound that needs to go. I started on Monday, and it HURT. My legs were shaking halfway through the 50-minute workout, and felt exactly like jello at the end, just as the instructor warned they might. I ended up not going dancing Monday night because of it. Then Tuesday I felt like an old lady--every time I got off the couch, my legs complained, and every time I lifted something or even just wiped Munch's tray down after a meal, my triceps acted like I was inflicting some inhumane, unthinkable torture on them. I wasn't sure I was gonna survive today's workout. But I did. And what's more, I did it BETTER today. I still feel very much like jello, and probably will for some while to come. But all my whining muscles are telling me plainly that this was a step in the right direction. Hopefully I'll start seeing some good news on that scale soon... :)
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