Some Exciting News...

No, I'm not pregnant. No, I still have no idea when my last day of work is. Though, if they keep this up, I'm going to have to start drinking just to do my job. Kidding... sort of.

I have been working out for a week now. Well minus two days that I didn't (Sunday and Monday), but Sunday I was doing yard work for awhile and carrying Alice in the Baby Bjorn. So I count that as a workout. I weighed myself today to see if I was making any progress as far as the scale goes. I should say I don't invest much personally in the number, as I can look at myself (or try on pants) and see much more progress.

With that said... I weighed 167.4 pounds. That is a loss of 10.2 pounds! I have no idea where I lost 10 pounds. My pants don't fit any different. I think the majority of the weight loss is brain cells. Seriously. I feel like I have been losing my mind lately... and it appears to be so!

I'm beat

Thank you, Jillian Michaels, for kicking my butt. I am sore and can barely walk. I have now done two days of The 30 Day Shred. Go me! I am also watching my carb intake. I had very good results of doing a low carb diet several years ago. I weighed 198 when I started it, and got down to 147 in like 3 months. I kept that weight off for over a year... until I got pregnant with twins. And then I gained 26 lbs in like 10 weeks. Yikes! How is it possible to gain that much weight when you are constantly nauseous and throwing up?

Well, I digress. So now I am working on losing Alice weight. Though a lot of that is due to my Reese peanut butter cup and Peanut Butter M&M kick. I weighed myself yesterday, and I weighed 176.7. Good grief! You are probably thinking I am the size of a cow, since I am 5'3"... but I'm not. I have (or at least had) a lot of muscle mass, and I carry my weight very well. So most people would be shocked if I told them I weighed that much. I think I probably look like I weigh 150 or so. Wow...I can't believe I told the Internet how much I weigh.

The one thing that I like about working out is that Alice is right there watching. And she tries to work out too. It is adorable! For instance, when we were warming up and stretching our arms (swing out and across the body) she started doing the same thing. And when we do jumping jacks or jump rope, she tries to jump too. I love it! Oh, and pushups and situps are funny stuff!

So, do me a favor Internet... help me stay on track. I will update on how I'm doing, and if I haven't updated please feel free to bombard me with questions about if I'm still staying on track!

I have three asses!

Well I'm not pregnant. Which is fine. I feel better! No more bloated mama here! For the time being at least. Though, I think I need to start trying to convince Sean we should try for another sometime in the very near future. Since, I was a bit bummed that I wasn't pregnant...you know, instead of being relieved that I wasn't.

I started working out this morning. Day one of 30 Day Shred. My body is mad at me. In fact, my muscles feel like jelly and they are quivering in anger. Alice tried jumping with me. She also clapped a few times... which helped me push through the agony. Then she laughed a few times... which angered me; which also helped push through the agony. I figure I need to lose 25-30 pounds. Of course, I would be happy with losing 10% of my body weight (which would be 17 or so pounds! GASP!). Then maybe we can start the baby making.

What spurred this whole working out thing? Well, Sean told me I was growing another butt the other day. Boy did I have a smart remark for him. You mean I have three? Mine, you, and the one I'm growing? I may or may not have told him I hated him at the time too. Then last night, he asked if I was sure I wasn't pregnant. I told him that, yes, I was sure I wasn't pregnant. Then he said I looked like it. He is lucky I love him, otherwise I wouldn't put up with this crap! Seriously, he loves me no matter how I am. He loves me when I am thin, pregnant, grumpy, grouchy, sick, needing a shower, fat, or whatever. He finds the silver lining in whatever situation my body is in. Thin (and I should say I've never been thin...just lacking less fat) = hot! Fat= HOT! and fun to smack. And the list goes on and on. I love my husband! Though sometimes I want to strangle him ;)

Oh, and I still haven't found my camera. Have you seen it? Where would I have put it? It was in my purse Monday when I went to work, and Tuesday I went to get it to take pictures of a cute baby and it wasn't there. Hmm. I did find the remote to the blu-ray player. So sort of bittersweet.