
A few weeks ago I noticed that my wedding rings were feeling a bit tighter than they should, some of my favorite pants...same story. I just kind of shrugged it off to well, that's weird but didn't give it much thought. Matt and I actually had a brief conversation this weekend about me being "healthy" or really lack their of. Same thought, hmm, that was nice, he's sweet to care, etc. but really kept on daydreaming.
Then I went to Old Navy yesterday to spend some birthday $ on some new spring duds. I gathered some finds and headed back to the dressing room, and what I saw when I looked in the mirror (undone, if you will) took me by shock...I...have...gained...weight. I mean I look at myself briefly in the mirror every morning but we are out the door by 7am everyday, so by briefly I mean briefly. Maybe it was just those horrific florescent lights above that seemed to mock me a bit. What made it even more lovely was that I had to politely ask the "attendee" to go and retrieve the next size up capris for me.
So then I started to do some analyzing, what have I been doing differently? Nothing really, I mean I love food, I think about it a lot in fact last night (monday) I was already planning what I would pick out to eat at the restaurant I had picked out for our date night (on wednesday.) Hmm, I thought, well I have been sitting a lot (supervising my student teacher,) I did have a baby (2 years ago.) I did exercise...two months ago. I did buy a really cool water bottle...to only add those powdery mixes to it every morning. And on and on and on, don't get me wrong, I'm still basically the same old Whit, just with a little more junk in my trunk, if you know what I mean.
I had a bit of time to myself last night in the car on the way home from a baby shower in Raleigh. I realized some stuff... I am 30...my body is 30. I can't just sit and eat and enjoy and think all will be well. It's gonna take some work to keep fitting in my size __ capris. I don't have a plan, I don't really do well with rules but I am hoping to make a few changes...to exercise ( I got a sweet bike for my b-day and I actually walked a mile on the playground today, ) to eat less, to drink more...un-flavored water, to eat better, no more cookies before bedtime...to...simply...be...me...a healthy me.
Sorry this has been long, it's been quite therapeutic for me. I'd love any tips, suggestions, or maybe just an Amen, sister!