I was looking sadly at the pictures I had from this date a year ago..
Where I had reached a very significant goal.
And I looked slender and fit.
And I was so, so proud of myself.
And I had such promise on the horizon.
And I was going to do this FOREVER.
I ran an average of 12 miles a week. A WEEK. I made smarter choices. I slept great. I was wearing my pre-maternity skinny jeans. I was looking forward to swimsuit season.
And now? Here we are. A year later.
I am not satisfied with my level of health right now. That is the nicest, most all-encompassing way to caption where I am in my journey right now. Last summer, I began to train for a half-marathon, but one long run in the summer heat and I was pretty sure I was going to die.
I was talking online to a birthday twin last night and we’re both at that point. You know, that point where you’ve hit the wall? You’ve just had enough? Where the chub is winning and you’re tired of losing that battle? Yeah, that’s where we are.
Thus began Project Momma Was a Looker. (Patent pending.)
Also, please spare me the whole “Don’t beat yourself up!” and “You look great!” and all of that great stuff that you people are so amazing for saying and I really do find it sweet, but I’m not where I was, and I want to get back there. I had great abs before the baby. I had THE hourglass figure. I was less of a pear and more of a .. well, hell, I’m not even sure I’m a pear now. More like a sausage? Or a .. starfruit? I dunno. Something that looks weird on the outside but is totally worth peeling and preparing. That’s me.
So we’re giving ourselves a couple of months to live on the straight and narrow. And this internet diet has been making the rounds and promising results from public humiliation.. and as it turns out, I confessed, I did much better with my life when I did the daily bootcamp diaries or participated in the Accountability Flickr Pool, so I had to agree that it works. So we both agreed to post monthly status reports and then find some way to give daily weigh-ins. (I’m still looking for the latter, btw. If you know of a good widget or tracker to put on my sidebar, hit me up!)
So today starts the journey of Momma Was a Looker. I’m excited to see the other side.