Since starting this I have gotten so so so so much positive feedback from so many people. People I haven’t spoken to in years, friends I talk to every day, and event complete strangers! So I thought I’d address some of the questions I’ve been asked. We’re in this together people…
1. How do you do it with 3 little kids?
Wellllllll…….It’s no secret that the hubby’s schedule is PRETTTTTTY family oriented. He is off Tuesday and Thursday mornings and all weekend so Tuesday and Thursday I go to a spinning class where just yesterday I ROCKED it and did a personal best in average RPM’s, Watts(level of intensity), and Distance…that’s 21 Miles BIOTCH!!!
Then on Monday and Wednesday nights I run with the Monster Max. It’s perfect because his busy body needs some quiet time to settle down before bed and I need to get moving. And let’s be honest…he’s the middle child…He needs a little extra attention and some mommy time to himself. Even if it’s with me burping and singing Pitbull songs behind him.

Saturday morning I try and get another spin class in before Zack’s T-ball games which means the hubby has to man up and get all 3 kids out the door to the game himself. Hey…they’re his kids to and I’m pretty sure he benefits from having a happy wife so it really is a win win. Even if by the time I get there Max has about driven him up the wall and Tyler is sleeping in the car.
If I don’t spin Saturday morning I will go for a run some time that day. Sunday is a day of rest. Hey…The Big Man made that rule long before I came along. I’m just following rules.
Throughout the day I do kettle bell squat things….super technical term… and Zack and Max do them with me. I just started an ab challenge with some girls on FB so JOIN THE FUN!!!! He's a pretty good motivation for holding a plank.
2. How do you do it and keep up your milk supply?
Well for all you lactators out there I still eat I just eat good calories and drink GALLLLLLONS of water. Good Calories means chicken, fruit, veggies, twizzlers………………………………..
I started Weight Watchers in February and LOVE it. It’s very BFing friendly. It didn’t take long to get in the habit of watching portion controll….it was good with my milk supply… And you saw my tatas…they’re like milk jugs…and yes they bring all the boys to the yard. Wait that’s my milk shake…that’s a whole other post.
I could teach you….But I’d have to charge….. Ok. I’m done now.
3. What does Dana aka Hubby think about all of this?

MOST importantly… He could care less what I look like. He loves ME. He loved me when I was 166 pounds walking down the aisle to dedicate my life to him. He loved me when I was 9 months preggo and 240 lbs eating purple skittles and drinking chocolate milk by the gallon. He loves me where I’m at today. Some of you may say…awe…he’s so wonderful and understanding….Yes…You are correct he is…But this is a double edged sword. It was very hard at first to get motivated to lose the lbs if the one who sees me in all my glory on a daily basis didn’t care and still wanted to jump my bones at any given moment…..HENCE THE THREE KIDS IN THREE YEARS………………..Now I’ve figured out that I don’t want to get fit for anyone else but myself. My kids love me because I’m a good mom. My hubby loves me because I let him hold the remote at night (note: it says HOLD the remote not USE the remote)….I kid….He loves me because we have created an amazing life together. The key in all of this is not about anyone loving me except me. I need to love ME and that happens when I feel good about myself…which brings me to the next question…….
4. What is your goal weight?
I don’t have a goal weight. I have a goal feeling. I want to feel like I can do ANYTHING. I’m not sure what all “anything” means. Does it mean climb Mount Everest? EFF NO…I don’t do camping. And you have to camp on the way up. No dice. And yes I’d only go up…There better be a helicopter picking me up at the top because Mama don’t climb down hills…I fall…quickly… Does it mean do a triathlon? Hell yes it does. And wake up in the morning and put jeans on and NOT take them off at noon. And run a 5K in under 29 minutes. I want to not have to pull my pants over my gut when I sit down. The feeling I’m looking for is hard to describe in words. Some of the aspects of it are concrete and some are abstract. Regardless…my weight has NOTHING to do with it. My HEALTH has everything to do with it. I could do all these things and weight 170 lbs….I don’t care. I just want to be able to do them. And what is going to happen as I work for this “feeling” I will lose pounds, gain muscle, and get healthy. It’s a snowball that is already rolling and picking up speed quickly.
So why post all my digits and pictures if the numbers have nothing to do with it? Because it was the most liberating thing I have EVER done. Because for some people that number on the scale determines whether they have a good day or not. Or whether they eat that ENTIRE BAG of twizzlers because fuck it…I’ve worked my ass off and NOTHING IS WORKING….that number hasn’t gone down in 4 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just sayin….it could happen….
That number…that number on the scale…the scale that resides by the side of the toilet…the toilet that is destroyed by the boys in my house on a daily basis……that number….means JACK.SHIT.
What matters is that feeling.
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