Jul 24, 2009

Back To Life


Most women, after having children, still posses a pair of "skinny" jeans hiding somewhere in the back of their closet in hopes that, someday, they will see the light of day. In fact I can remember checking out "Losing the Baby Weight" shortly after my last child, motivated to find my waistline again only to have the woman behind the checkout counter say, "You never really lose all the baby weight, I had my daughter six years ago and I'm still twenty pounds heavier. You're books are due back in three weeks, have a good day and good luck sweetie."

Despite those ever supportive words of encouragement from Debbie Downer, I resolved to give it try, knowing deep down that it wasn't going to be easy, especially since I spent most of my days at home with my two babies. Shortly after, I managed to make enough progress to warrant buying new clothes, but never reached my goal. Fast forward a few years later and my weight was higher than ever with the only remains of my former self being a bathing suit from a spring break trip to Cancun back in the day.

For the longest time the suit only served as a sentimental reminder of the carefree days my husband and I shared before we got married and I never thought I would ever wear it again. Well, today I reluctantly tried it on as my other suit was too loose and it fits!? Holy shit! I guess it just shows that with a little faith, a new mindset, and some hard work, you too can get there ladies.

And when you do, make sure you celebrate your victory properly. I'm off to a weekend full of sun, waves, tropical drinks, and cool breezes at Siesta Key Beach. I just hope I can still stay on my feet after a couple of daiquiris.

May 8, 2009

Race For The Cure

Race day tomorrow. We'll be sweaty and salty by noon. I'm pretty sure I could beat Dave at this point, but we've agreed to do it together. I wouldn't have even considered it 6 months ago, as it would have seemed challenging then. I missed the running. I'm not the runner I used to be but could be down the road. Down 71 pounds and almost back to being the cerebral hottie he used to call me. He now calls me Erinlicous since I'm just like Fergie, working on my fitness. I only wish it would not have taken so long to put things back together, never again!