I realize that I've birthed five babies, but that weight was already lost. When Hayden turned a year old I was the same weight as my wedding day: 145. Perfectly healthy for my 5'9 frame.
That was almost 5 years ago. And oh-so-slowly-but-oh-so-surely one pound at a time it's crept on. I don't feel like I'm doing anything drastically different, but that's the problem: my metabolism is slowing down, and I'm not doing anything to compensate for it.
Except buying bigger pants.
So the baby steps are starting today. Roger and I walked 2 miles this morning and I intend to keep it up. The soda's gotta stop. The portions are going to get smaller. And by November 18, the scale will NOT read the 191.2 that it did on Monday.