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January 20, 2012

Body of Work.

For the past two months, I've been working out three to six times a week. (My rule is to exercise at least every other day.) This always means going to the YMCA, since our membership comes with eight hours a week of childcare, but I switch things up a lot and take Bosu, Zumba, weights-only, and Pilates classes or sometimes I just climb on the elliptical for 45 minutes with a couple of magazines and my iPod. The first two weeks or so were ehhh and then it all of a sudden became like ohhh. I look forward to my workouts, and Tessa looks forward to going to Y Play, and it's even encouraged Nekos to get back to the gym; he's been getting up at 5 a.m. three times a week to go to spin class before work.

All this working out has resulted in me getting back into three old pairs of jeans and losing four pounds. Four really hard-fought pounds. Sweating my face off, gasping for air, blotchy-skinned pounds. I'm really proud of this small loss because it's come through an honest combination of diet and exercise. In the past, I would join Weight Watchers and lose weight from dieting alone (with lots of Diet Cokes and low-fat ice creams and low-fat chips along the way), but this time I'm doing it on my own, the right way. And I'm honest to God having so much fun doing it and loving the endorphin explosion that comes with exercise.

The reason I'm blogging about it is because I think this blog has been part of the reason I've worked so hard, and I want it to help me stay accountable. Because the truth is, no one cares how much I weigh except me. I've been 20 pounds heavier than I am now (post-college pudge attack), and Nekos, God love him, didn't blink an eye. But I care, and it helps motivate me to spell out my goals in a public place. I blogged in December about wanting to get back to my pre-Tessa weight by the time we go to Key West in February. With four pounds gone, I only have four more pounds to get there. And this time I'm going to be not just slimmer but stronger, too.

This improving-my-health thing wasn't so much a New Year's resolution as it was a turning-29 resolution. I started slowly by giving up aspartame, which I thought would be terrible but which has been A-OK (and given me better skin!). However, I started drinking more lattes in the afternoon to make up for the missing Diet Coke and my insomnia got temporarily worse. One visit to the chiropractor later, and I realize what a dope I am for drinking coffee in the afternoon and then complaining of sleeplessness. I realize now that coffee aggravates my anxiety, making the already sensitive me hypersensitive to this loud, wild world. I am the sort of person who can have one cup of coffee in the morning and that's it for the rest of the day. Total epiphany. That doesn't mean I'm sleeping like a champ every night, but it's gotten so much better and I'm relying far less on sleeping aids.

Besides the fact that I want back into my size 8s, all of this self-improvement is geared, too, toward one very important, very exciting future event: another pregnancy. I want to be back to my happy weight and completely off of sleeping aids by the time we try to get pregnant with our second child. Sometime this summer, y'all. Doesn't that sound soon? I'm not looking forward to the morning sickness, the mood swings or the stone-cold-sober lifestyle, but I am looking forward to having another freshly baked mocha muffin around the house. And I want to be ready.


  1. Briana ShepleyJanuary 20, 2012 6:18 PM

    Way to go, rock star!

  2. Aunt_BJanuary 20, 2012 6:57 PM

    Hi Ellen! I have been following your blog for a little while now. I really enjoy looking back at your past posts and I love not only your writing style but your fashion style as well. I have been inspired to finally start working on me and my first step is getting back into shape and losing my baby weight. Except my baby is 10 (years, not months). Looking at all the cool stuff you put together to wear reminds me of, who I refer to as "fun brandy", and fun brandy really wants to dress cool again and not like a frumpy t-shirt wearing mom. LOL I love your honesty and how you own it and don't make apologies. Own it sister! Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that. Hopefully I don't sound all creepy fangirl!

  3. AnonymousJanuary 20, 2012 8:44 PM


    I love your blog, I found it because I also have a Tessa Jean (16 months old). I have two things to say:

    A. I understand your desire to lose weight, look great. Personally, I lost 10 lbs within a month of becoming vegetarian, not sure if you are or not! Who cares though, you look awesome...but it's also great to be so clear about your goals.

    B. I should have written before, but have you tried arnica gel for your daughter's bruise? It really, really works...don't know why, and I'm not sold on homeopathic remedies in general. It sort of works better the sooner you use it after the injury, but it is still good later on. You can get it at health food stores or maybe just at the drug store in the first aid department.

    Anyway, I love your blog and am glad you allow "anon" comments!
    best wishes!

  4. Kim SasseJanuary 20, 2012 10:24 PM

    I found your blog on Top Baby Blogs. Good luck with your weight loss. I need to give up aspartame too. Great job on that.. damn Diet Dr. Pepper gets me every time. I look forward to reading along your journey, can't wait to see a second pregnancy. Your newest follower,

  5. Lil Muse LilyJanuary 23, 2012 8:03 PM

    it's so funny how even though we are 10 years apart, i feel like we have very parallel lives/wants.
    i'm on the same boat but not as motivated on the working out part as you are.
    good luck mama!

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