I have ballooned to a size that really isn't funny anymore considering I am not pregnant. And every little activity or task is making me pant that I may just need joint supplements soon and forego dreams of wearing a lot of heeled shoes again!
I hate it that part of the reason why I don't want to commit to exercising yet is because I still have plans of getting pregnant again and thus would get fat again. It is a shame losing weight only to gain it back... but, it's a big probability that I am not getting pregnant because I am overweight.
Talk about vicious cycles!
But Yakee is getting more dmanding and active. And he starts swimming lessons again two weeks from now. The image of me playing in the pool with him looking like a slob should be incentive enough for me to hit the treadmill again!