It was May, 2009… I had just finished a 23-day round of HCG, lost 30 pounds and was ready to start another 40-day round. I had become addicted to running. Me, a runner – something I’ve never been in my entire life. And then I got pregnant and it all had to be put on hold – including the running. So, I walked instead. And I did it consistently the entire time I was pregnant wishing I was able to run but taking what I could get. And you know what? It paid off big time! My daughter was born exactly 15 days ago and yesterday I WORE MY SKINNY JEANS to the movies. I’m not talking my skinny jeans from before I did HCG. No, I’m talking about the jeans I had to buy after I lost 30 pounds because none of my jeans fit me anymore jeans.
I thought for a minute it was a fluke – maybe they were just stretchy jeans and I hadn’t actually paid attention when I bought them. So, I stepped on the scale this morning… something I was kind of avoiding since I had just had a baby (that and mirrors!). HOLY SHIT – I weigh less than I did after HCG! (by a pound… but still!) I haven’t even been out for a walk since she was born and yet the weight has disappeared effortlessly. This must be what they say about if you are active during pregnancy you have a much faster recovery. With my first pregnancy eight years ago it took me eight weeks – eight! – and some major exercise just to get back into the jeans I was wearing when I got knocked up. I was a different person then. I ate like crap and didn’t exercise and hadn’t been smart enough to be frightened by a family history of high cholesterol, coronary artery disease and diabetes.
I’m glad I grew up and started taking life seriously!
I love knowing I can run again in a month after my 6-week checkup. I love knowing I can wear anything I want in my closet without having to be limited to the small selection of maternity clothes I’ve been enduring for months. But most of all, I love knowing that I took control of my health and changed my lifestyle for the better not even letting a silly thing like pregnancy detour me from my new life. And I’ll be around and healthy to enjoy the lives of my daughters because of it!
February 17th, 2010 at 11:21 am
That is awesome! It took me months, not weeks – both times. So, I'm just a teeny bit jealous!
I'll run with ya if you need a running parter.