Fit Failures

So I'm a procrastinator and also I usually don't finish long term goals or projects... I'm more of a Do it now or it'll never happen girl.... well woman. So I also have three beautiful children. The combination of these factors have caused my body to.. let's see.... develop. <- nice way of saying get fat. (well fat for me)

I am a small framed person. Only a measly 5 ft 4. I started my twenties at a buck-ten. Yes you can hate me.
BUT now i'm a good 30 pounds heavier and my love for food. especially chocolate, it's just sending me on my way up, well technically down since gravity would most definitely pull my poundage to the floor.

Well my hubby he's also packed on some "marriage" weight but has been working hard at keeping a well balance of fat vs muscle (a requirement of the military) I have no job riding on how much tire i have around my belly. I do have a "loving" husband riding me about it though....

What do i do? Test our love to see if my man will still want me even if i start looking like i absorbed a twin. OR start ...... *I'm cringing* exercising.. gulp. Well i liked my old body, i like fitting into size 4 pants. i liked being oogled when i walked around the mall. Do i get that now, not so much.....

So here is me pre-children... aww the body of youth.

Me 110lbs

Now here is one recently taken... (I made myself happy about it. Also so people won't recognize me and ask for autographs)

Me 136lbs

well i started Power 90 a beach body product. (www.beachbody.com) fyi: we have p90x too and way intense! so I started working out:

Yeah work it girl!

only half smiling, i am working out you know

i did good for a whole 2 weeks. I even lost 6 pounds! woop woop!

I looked like this:

Me 130lbs

Then my precious sister-in-law started baking............ mmmmm cookies. and i wanted to sleep in instead of my routine... and i found all sorts of excuses to not work out. again not good at long term goals..

So here i am now 142lbs...and the turning point? When i was teaching my sunday school kids a song a little 3 year old girl comes up to me, touches my mommy pouch and asks if I have a baby in there?!

REALLY? I look like i'm pregnant? I wanted to cry.

WELL I'm sick of it. I don't want to keep buying bigger clothes or barely squeezing into my old stuff. (making myself resemble a sausage)

 I made myself a poster of my barely clothed body. (Motivation enough!) and a calender to keep track of my schedule

 I started exercising this week and i'm going to stick with it..... I'll keep you posted on the progress too....

FYI: most embarrassing moments of this endeavor so far.... My husband finding my poster... 

he was like "whats this?"

i was like  "nothing!" I snatched it away quickly and hid it in my closet where i go to get clothes everyday

him: "um ooookay"

#2 The parent of the little girl i watch coming in at 7am to drop her daughter off and i'm on the floor sweaty out of breath doing crunches with the dvd in the backround (by the way power90 was made in the 90's so it's a little "retro") 

her: "hey, uh working out huh?"

me: "yeah" grunt "this is my only kid free time" gasp grunt.

her: "oh ok see ya later then"

I know not that embarrassing but for me until i look a little more "fit" i don't want no one seeing me get there... idk

wish me luck.

beka