GOAL!

When you're embarking on a weight-loss journey and you speak with one of these "experts" (who range from a nutritionist to a personal trainer to someone who has just lost 50 lbs) they will almost always tell you to have a goal.

Historically, I have tried to set goals. Lose 20 lbs by my 30th birthday. Fit into that black dress by Kelley's party. Get some definition in my arms for my sister's wedding. Needless to say, this has not been a successful method for me.

However, I am going to try again. I just decided I would fly down to LA in about 8 weeks. In addition to seeing my family, I decided I would see some friends I hadn't seen in a while . . . last time I saw them, pregnancy was not even a thought in my mind. And now post-baby, I am suddenly motivated to make this my goal.

While I am not quite physically ready to jump on the treadmill or lift some weights (besides the whole childbirth recovery process and exhaustion, I'm on medication that requires I be careful physically for fear of internal bleeding), I am suddenly excited that I have a new goal. And I figure it might be better to have something that is smaller and more meaningful than just "lose the baby weight."

It's pretty simple - I just want to fit, comfortably, back into my pre-pregnancy jeans. All of them. I put some on last night and they were NOT comfortable. They hurt. I'm back to the "I Can't Fit My Pants" status that I was when I first started this blog.

So, while I wait for the baby to sleep more at night (he becomes quite the party animal around 3am), my stitches to heal, my blood to clot normally so I can touch things without bruising, and the weather to warm up a little (seriously, snow in the Bay Area?), I am getting ready to get accomplish my goal!

Pray for me . . . for real . . .