I'm trying not to be frustrated (bummed) about my holiday weight gain. I'm not telling you my weight which breaks my unwritten rules. My pride. It won't let me. I haven't decided what my plan of attack will be. I want to go to the gym but I also don't because this is the busiest month of the year and I don't want to fight the new year's resolution crowd. I guess the first order of business needs to be to hide all the treats and candy from christmas. I went for a lovely jog this morning, it was beautiful out and it felt great to be running. Maybe while I'm trying to figure out what to do, I'll start jogging in the mornings. I live in such a boring area for jogging and I can't find a jogging partner, which would be very helpful in keeping me going daily.
Today I was remembering how motivated I was to work out and lose weight when I was in the last few weeks of my pregnancy with Charlotte. If only I could get that flame lit under my butt again.