I am still losing my baby weight.
In all honesty, that’s not great….
Why am I still I size 16 six years after my first child?
People said when I had Chatterbox, “Don’t worry, you’ll lose the baby weight soon enough.”
But then about five minutes later – I was pregnant again with Stuntboy. So there was, quite literally, fat chance of that actually happening.
After he was born, I got the same, “Don’t panic, you’ll lose the baby weight soon enough.”
Chatterbox is six and Stuntboy is four….
….I am still waiting.
Granted, my advocation of chocolate in business may have something to do with this – more on that next week…
But there are also another two pressing considerations; motivation and time.
Do I really have to make time for exercise?
There is so much else for me to be motivated to do with my limited time without the kids that exercise doesn’t figure too highly up that list.
I am sure for my health it should do, but in all honestly, I would rather:
- Write another blog post, so that I am ahead of the game and don’t realise that I need to write my three for the week on a Sunday night before the first one is due. I have kept my post count down to three so at least there is time for other stuff!
- Chat to my husband, who spends most of the day at work; so if I want to exercise, I have to go to the gym when he is here, and then I am not. In fact, I am getting sweaty next to some strange bloke who I would rather not get sweaty with. End of
- Finalise my plans for world business domination; ah yes, well that’s perhaps a bit over ambitious, but I do probably need to chat to the web developer, graphic designer or network somewhere lovely. This means that getting on the rowing machine while the kids are at school, is way down my list
- Stay near a toilet, now to some that probably sounds a little odd. I used to run before kids, quite regularly actually to keep my fitness levels good. Having kids put paid to that one. Only mums will know what I mean here, the rest of you; sorry, I’m a delicate flower, and that’s all I am saying
- Have a glass of wine and a chocolate bar, or occasionally a Leffe Belgian beer. Yum. *smacks lips*
Its probably the last one that’s really causing the problem with the dress sizes….
In other words, my motivation is decidedly lacking. I know I need to change, but haven’t got the inclination. That probably makes me weak-willed and lazy in someone’s books. Though having got to where I have in my life, I really don’t think that I am either of those things.
So to get me exercising, what to do? I suspect that another glass of red probably isn’t the right way to go….
Have you got back into exercise after having kids? If so, how did you do it? What motivated you? Any help is much appreciated.