When I started this, I had the full intention of getting into shape. But you know what? I feel like tons of people always post pictures and stories about how easy it is. NO! It is freaking so hard. That cookie staring me in the face, heck yeah I want you! Working out, are you kidding me! I have a baby and sometimes I'm blasted tired. But then I started following (more like stalking!) a girl on Instagram. She talks about how she lost 100lbs. She talks about how hard it is every day. And I felt that I could relate.
Then I thought I needed to be open and honest. Because, let's face it, everyone has bad days. And honestly, I wasn't going to post any of MY bad days. I've been having more than not though. So I've just gone on not blogging. So let's start over.
Hi! I'm Meredith. I am the wife of a skinny guy (we are the number 10 standing next to each other), mom of a 6 month chubby guy Ridge, and welcome to my full out honest journey. Hopefully I can be an inspiration to you.
I plan on posting photos and weight and my measurements. Yes! It will be embarrassing for me. But you know what? At least i'm getting started.
I use to be in such good shape. Going to the gym 6 out of 7 days. Wearing super cute clothes. Now I was NEVER a size 0 or 2 for that matter. I have curves. I've got a booty and thunder thighs. But I was proud of them. Then I got married and stopped going to work out. I started eating worse. I got sad and therefore started eating more. WHAT?!?!?! What was happening. My house started reflecting my mood. Getting messier and messier. I no longer wanted to get ready. I was, as you say, letting myself go.
Then I had that boy. And he was so active in my belly that I knew I would be in for trouble. And now he's 6 months and just becoming more and more mobile. I thought that if I started this blog, I would be able to tell you how awesome I've been. Wrong! I've been terrible.
I mean, not so bad. But definitely not great either.
And that's when it hit me. I wasn't being honest with myself or with this blog. I surely thought to myself that I wasn't going to put everything in my blog for everyone to read. Goodness no! And I was kidding myself by not being thorough either. Every time I had a bad day, or bad meal, I didn't want to tell you (the blogging community)!
So again! Starting over. Because I love pizza. I love cookies. I freaking LOVE chips! And I can still have those. Of course I can. But I need to curb my cravings more often than binging on them. I will tell you what I have done. This week, I spent about two hours in my kitchen. I was making chicken, black beans, and rice. I wanted to have something that would be easy to throw together. I made pizza (my husband LOVED it). I had biscuits and gravy. I had Taco Bell and Little Cesar's pizza. And everything I ate was delicious.
I am trying to make more things homemade. I love cooking. It's a talent that I have that I've been, too often, hiding with take out. If we go out, I can figure out a way to make it.
So little by little, I've been changing. My house has been clean (we can now do laundry with a cool portable washer we have), dishes kept up with, vacuuming done, baby happy, and meals being prepared. I've been going on walks and occasionally doing some home workouts. But I can be better. I don't go on walks every day. I don't wake up when my alarm goes off at 7 am every morning. I don't make meals every night.
A lot of that can be daunting.
But I'm starting fresh. I will be open and honest in my blogging. And I will let you know what I have (and haven't) been doing!
So be prepared. Cause here I am with all my (right now) embarrassing glory!!!
