I feel like once you've lost the initial post-pregnancy weight that is all fluids, trying to work of the actual hard-core pounds that you packed on during those 9+ months is so slow and frustrating, and I can understand why so many women just give up trying. I stalled out at 147 pounds, and now I am stalled out again at 142. Some people would say that losing 5 pounds in a month is great progress, but it's just not enough.
Even though I'm hardly eating anything, and I'm working out every day, I am still not losing weight fast enough. Is the reason that I'm getting old? Is the reason that it is harder to lose the weight after having a second child?
It doesn't help that now I have injured both ankles doing T25... they are swollen, they look visually bruised, and they hurt (and I just got found my ankles again after the post-pregnancy swelling went down)! Mark says that maybe I have "weak ankles" (reminds me of Meg in Disney's 1997 animated movie Hercules - I know, I said I was old).
I already have bad knees that prevent me from running (something that I do enjoy but can't do) - now I have weak ankles too? Do they make whole leg/feet braces for working out because apparently I need them! (by the way, ankle braces will be delivered from Amazon Prime tomorrow...)
Although the maternity clothes are starting to loosen on my body, my other clothes still are nowhere near close to fitting - even my fat clothes. Okay yes, the maternity full-panel shorts are comfortable, but I'm sick of them and the weird line they make at the top of the "waistband" underneath my shirts. I feel like everyone can see it and they know that I'm wearing maternity shorts even though I'm not pregnant!
No, I'm not considering having a free-for-all binge because I'm in a mood about my weight loss, but I'm just irritated, and I want to complain about it.
When Mark said he was going to be on a work trip for 4 days, I thought that would be my chance to lose a few fast pounds since I didn't have to make elaborate dinners for him, and I could eat brown rice and vegetables and go for extra walks after dinner to lose weight. No such luck, however, as I actually seemed to have gained a little back. Seriously? ARGH!!!
I guess at age 33, there is no such thing as a "fast pound" unless you're talking about gaining one. Should I just resign to having the mom pouch that could double as a fanny pack? Um, probably not. I realize that the weight will eventually come off, but when, and how with my annoyingly weak ankles?!
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Cyndi M. Frick
Author of The Most Unlikely Mother Unfiltered: An Overshare of Embarrassing Truths About Motherhood