The thing about having a goal like “staying fit to have a healthy baby” is so wishy-washy. The best time to lose any excess weight is before getting pregnant. So lately I have taken “staying fit to have a healthy baby” as my workout mantra. Problem is – the mantra is actually less motivating than having a defined goal of losing 2 inches around my waist by spring.
When my back stopped hurting from my car accident, the doctors were no longer interested with my complaints about hip pain when my first MRI and x-ray showed that there is nothing wrong with my hip. I even started believing that it might be from muscle imbalance or something I did from my workouts.
If I watch what I eat and use some weight loss tools, I can almost believe that everything is “normal.” This post is a discussion of some weight loss tools I have around the house that I am using to get rid of my post-holiday weight gain.
I tried bribing myself with toys like the Wii Fit Plus and with food (ice cream in particular). Ice cream is on my deadly no-no list because I have a history with abusing ice cream. I cannot stop eating it until I finish the whole carton ASAP. Like I am on some kind of racing to see how fast I can polish off a carton because my husband will want some. The sad thing is — my husband does not eat ice cream.
This morning I woke up actually excited by the idea of doing a real workout this evening. Maybe my excitement is from the aching muscles on my shoulder and abs from playing the Wii Fit Plus with my sisters all weekend. There is just something about aching muscles that make you realize how wonderful it feels to use them. Or maybe it is from my tighter pants. Whatever the reason, I am just happy to get my workout mojo back.
According to Reader’s Digest, most women gain back the weight they loss for a wedding within a year of the marriage. I might have set a new record with my 2 months. It has to be the weather. Or it could be my serious face time with yummy food during my two week honeymoon. Whatever the case, my weight is up and my pants are tight.
Remember my previous about wedding dress sizing and how horrible it makes a bride feel squeezing into a dress two or three sizes smaller than their usual dress size? Well, I have another story for you about my Chinese dress shopping experience in San Francisco.
Though I am smaller than most American women, I am a big Chinese girl (I cannot believe that I am saying that about my 5’3” frame). The first three shops I visited in Chinatown did not even have my size (size 10 in the rear and a size 6/8 on top). The fourth shop had a few XXL dresses available (I am embarrassed even writing those words. I feel almost as awkward as the time my co-workers caught me eating a Hungryman XXL after telling them that I try not to get microwave food.)
My workout buddy is trying to lose his beer belly and I want to lose some vanity weight for my wedding. Our social circle overlaps so we see each other occasionally, but not on a daily basis.
Sabotage!
This morning I got an email from my workout buddy with the subject line that said “My Wife is Packing My Lunch Again!”

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I am starting my fourth month at my new office and the culture is starting to slowly change from sedentary to a little more healthy. Not only did we start a walking group during our breaks, but a couple of my co-workers are starting to exercise with videos at home. A few days ago, one of my more resistant co-workers even chided me for walking too slow! From a group of women doing Starbucks run in the afternoons to power walking in the sun. What an amazing change!

Welcome to Small Steps to Health where we do not take orders from a cookie!
We all start a diet or exercise program with good intentions of following it through and seeing spectacular results. Sometimes there might be a tinge of doubt, but we brush it aside and think that “this time it will be different.” But is it really that different?
If you are the same person that failed the last attempt, what changed? In most cases there is no emotional breakthrough that can justify this new hope. And yet we always hope.