Due to my back injury which STILL has not been evaluated by a Physical Therapist (they have not had any open appointments) I'm not supposed to be working out at ALL per my internist AND my gyne. Yeah, I know I'm only 3 weeks postpartum.
Every damn website with info and advice on losing pregnancy weight is geared toward a woman who HAS a baby to contend with: "Breastfeeding burns so many calories!" "Carrying a baby around will use alot of your energy!" "Take a nice walk with the stroller!"
Anyone who has known me for the past couple of years and/or has read my blog for some time knows I was quite a fitness maven and was pleased with my level of muscle tone and the resulting body image it helped me to project. I wasn't "skinny" per se but quite toned, healthy-looking, self-confident. Dare I say, even "attractive."
Now I have next to no muscle tone in my arms or legs due to the Doctor-ordered sedentary lifestyle I led while in a "high risk" pregnancy. None of my old clothes fit. Not even CLOSE. I'm 3 dress sizes away from my "old" self. I'm on the cusp of "plus size" if only due to that nagging pooch of a tummy from a stretched-out-ute' that yielded no living fruit. It sounds whiny but really, I am just frustrated, not full of self-pity. I want to get back on a fast-track to 5-a-week workouts including plenty of running to burn up that awful "bacon".
Sidebar: Do you know what "bacon" is???? When a woman is even slightly overweight, its the fat on her back that droops over the edge of the bra straps!!! Isn't that the WORST term you have ever heard? I heard it from, of all people, my HUSBAND one day in the car. A young, somewhat attractive woman in a dress got out of the passenger-side of the car in front of us while we were at a stoplight. She had to adjust something with the seatbelt. She was about average height and weight and was obviously "dress up" for Church or similar Sunday morning event. Her dress was just a hair bit tight through the bodice, revealing that dreaded bra indentation and the resulting flesh-spillage. I stated, "Gee she looks cute, all dressed up." Hubby noted, "Yeah but she's got some BACON going on!!!"
Well now I have f*cking BACON, and HAMHOCKS and a G*ddamn RUMP ROAST to boot!!!!! ;)
Yes, I'm bothered by many things but tonight I have been in a funk about the junk in my trunk!!!!
And the wierd thing is I have little to no appetite, so it ain't my eating that's the issue. It was nearly 7 months of PREGNANCY and NO EXERCISE that did it, plus wacky, confused hormones, non-cooperative GI tract, and a cranky back that are keeping Miss Piggy sidelined for now. Coach, please take me off the bench and let me PLAY!!!!!!!!!!!
