this is a hill near my house. it may not look like much of a hill from this photo, but trust me: it is steep. especially when you're pushing a large baby in a stroller up it. i began walking up this hill most mornings a few months ago when i finally came around to realizing that i was going to remain an inflated version of my former self unless i got off my (rather large) rear end and did something about it! i've no idea how i kept it up because i remember creeping up the darn thing at a snail's pace, huffing and puffing and praying that nobody i knew would drive by. i was partially successful in deflating myself a bit, but then i hit a plateau and stayed there for a loooong tiiiime. my friend sara (who, by the way, is thin and beautiful and doesn't need to lose weight at all; she just thinks she does) suggested that we start doing weight watchers together. i had heard good things about the program they have for breastfeeding moms, and i really liked the idea of doing it with a friend, for motivation. so, instead of signing up and paying the monthly fee, we're cheating a litte and just calculating points on our own, but it is SO working!! i lost 7 lbs in 3 weeks, which brings me halfway to my goal already. now that i see how quickly its working, i'm going to change my goal down to my pre-pregnancy weight and see if i can make it by tristan's first birthday. because of the progress i've been making, this hill is far less daunting to me and i no longer huff and puff while pushing tristan up it. i like to imagine myself gliding up it gracefully as i cheerfully wave to those who drive by. i may not look graceful, but i choose to keep that image in my head anyway.
to motivate myself even more, i set little rewards for every 5lbs i lost. my first reward was a haircut. when i first met josh, my hair was shorter than his is now. after the pain of growing it out, i was so happy to have my long hair back that i just let it grow...and grow... and grow... until i finally looked in the mirror one day and realized how blah it looked. so i am now sporting a new 'do, complete with sideswept bangs (which drive me crazy, so i keep them pinned up anyhow) and have found a few of my old clothes that fit me, (i used to call them my fat clothes, but obviously never had a clue what fat really meant!) and i feel wonderful. tomorrow evening is jessica's 30th birthday and we're going to a bit of a posh restaraunt for dinner, so i'll be sure to have someone snap a picture of me and my hubby and WILL post it on here. but only if you all promise to comment on how skinny i look. *just kidding*