Yesterday was my friend The Brunette Foodie‘s little boy’s first birthday party. (I cannot believe he’s one already.)
When I was getting dressed to go, I decided I wouldn’t wear my swimsuit because Joshua likely wouldn’t play in the water anyway. He never does. Usually. Except for yesterday because I wasn’t wearing my swimsuit. Go figure.
So I dug around in my dresser for some shorts and after trying on the 3 pair I own the only ones that fit were a pair of maternity bermuda shorts.
These are the only shorts that have really fit me in two years, if I’m being honest, and they don’t fit me well.
Even with their elastic-waisted goodness, I was ridiculously uncomfortable yesterday. I’ve been ridiculously uncomfortable for weeks.
Want to know why?
Because I’ve gained NINE POUNDS this summer.
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I’m at 202 pounds as of this morning.
I can see the 9 pounds in my face and feel them in my mid-section. I can feel my boobs resting on my stomach.
I hate the way this feels.
This has been the summer of cookies and ice cream and inactivity. I hate the fact that I ate those cookies that put them there when I could’ve NOT eaten them or had an apple instead.
While I’m ridiculously sad the summer is ending, I’m thankful that soon, I’ll be closer to the gym and I’ll have childcare again at hours that are conducive to me actually GOING to the gym.
I think the elliptical has missed me.
I see how the summer could really be a killer to working out and other routines. I did my student teaching last school year, then subbed most days of the week. As soon as that stopped, the routine went right out the window. I am SO hoping to get a job so I can get back into a routine, get to the gym, and get back on track. I’ll have to start planning now for next summer so I have a plan and don’t ruin everything I worked at over the school year.
My advice to being able to work out over the summer is to find a gym with childcare. I joined one that had in-house childcare and it closed and redirected clients to a gym that was in the process of getting in-house childcare. Five months later? Still no childcare.
I could take him to his daycare, but that adds an extra hour onto my time out of the house. Pretty much my entire morning would be spent driving to the daycare, driving to the gym, working out, driving back to the daycare, and then driving home. That’s just a lot of driving. Is it an excuse? Yes. But a valid one given the cost of gas.
I think the thing that’s hardest for me as a SAHM is the total lack of structure. At school? There were bells. At home? Not so much. So I eat all day (instead of during the 20 minutes allotted to me for such), and I don’t get around to things I mean to do because the day got away from me. I always tell myself I need to assign myself a time for working out at home and just do it, but without the external structure, I just don’t do it. Sigh.
YES! No structure kills me. And the driving.
Sorry friend. Also, this is why I stick to skirts & dresses in the summer as they hid the extra weight & are more comfortable to me. But they might not work as well when you’re playing with kids {I don’t know}?!
Yeah, skirts and dresses only go so far in being toddler-friendly. I love my knit skirts from Old Navy, but I can only do so much in them.
I’ve been emotional-eating lately and it sucks. Love that you’re ready to tackle the gym again. But, um, how is it that the summer is almost over and it’s only July 11th? Is this to do with the weird US school system where school starts before September?
Not ALL US schools start back before September. A lot of them in tourist-heavy areas have rules against starting before Labor Day and at least a few districts around here have pushed their start dates back until after Labor Day to avoid paying cooling costs through the hot month of August. But not my district. We’re on a modified year-round calendar. So? Summer is almost over for me.
Also? emotional eating? Yes. But also bored eating.
My scale is up, too, and I’m frustrated. I should be better with eating in the summer, but I tend to snack more, and that packs the pounds on for me (even if I am making ok choices, I’m eating more!)
I totally eat more in the summer. It’s here. Why not grab a cookie from the pantry!?
Until that turns into 9 POUNDS worth of cookies.
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Thanks.
Wait a second….. Summer is ENDING???? You lie. I refuse to believe it.
Though it’d be awfully nice to be able to go out and run because I will NOT do that when it’s 90 or above outside.
I should clarify that summer BREAK is ending. Summer will be around for another three months and I’ll just sweat right through it.
Shorts are the work of the devil. I vowed that this was going to be the year of the short (since I haven’t worn them in 8 years?) but as soon as I saw someone picking them out of their crack, I was reminded of the awfulness of shorts and immediately nixed the idea.
It is a million, billion degrees here right now and chasing a toddler in a skirt is a bad, bad idea. I should’ve just worn my swimsuit.
Girl, I know. I haven’t weighed myself but, I don’t need a scale to explain the way I feel. I know the extra weight is there. The husband is home (he works for the school system and is off for summer too) and when he’s around, it’s like all rules go out the window. He doesn’t gain weight though. Naturally.
Even without stepping on the scales, I could tell the weight was there. It’s quite obvious from the way I feel. I’m just all….large. Or extra large…
Summer is especially hard because I stay up later so there is a much long period of couch-sitting in the evenings. I get SO HUNGRY right about…oh, hey, look at the clock it’s 8:30 pm so right NOW, and I am terrible at making wise choices at night. I could eat nothing but veggies all day and keep myself so busy with the toddler I wouldn’t even notice, but after dinner? I will still eat a pint of Ben & Jerry’s. I swear it’s a biological thing.
That’s me, too. I think I need to have something sweet in the evenings, and because it’s so hot, those sweet things have been lots of ice cream.
i have gained weight too. it is not good. i HAVE to make healthy choices starting four weeks ago!
Make those choices, lady!
Thanks for putting this out there. My eating habits are trash–I eat what’s convenient but most the time I don’t eat b/c I’m stressed or running around frantically. Or Donut’s in one arm and all I can grab are a bag of chips. I miss being healthy.
Me too. I eat like crap. I mean, it could always be worse, but yeah, mostly it’s crap.
I shudder at the thought of trying on my old teaching outfits. I was thinking, “Gosh, some of those are almost new, I could wear a few at BlogHer” and then I remember that it was BEFORE the baby and there is NO WAY they are going to slide up my thighs. And button?
::smirks::
That’s a dream.
I like eating.
I LOVE eating. That’s the problem.
I do not even want to think about having to get back into my teacher pants in three weeks. AHH!