Linking up with Fine Linen and Purple today to share my fine lace and denim church outfit. 🙂
I’m pretty happy with this outfit and how I look. I’ve been feeling good about myself lately, which as my husband would tell you, is a departure from my norm. I’ve been running longer and faster lately, finally getting closer to my summer goal of running a 6 miler. I’ve been eating sensibly too. I don’t stick to a restrictive diet or anything, but I don’t snack, usually have lots of protein for breakfast and a salad for lunch and a normal dinner. I even switched to gin and tonics when I want a little drinky treat. So I feel good and I think I’m looking good. I’ve lost inches and a pant size. BUT.
I haven’t lost any weight. I’m down to my pre-pregnancy weight and I have been there since April, but I figured that with this change of lifestyle that I’ve been working on and maintaining for a whole year(!) would start to pay off in numbers on the scale. I’m not technically overweight for my height, but I’ve always been on the upper end of my BMI zone, therefore I’ve always felt the itch to drop 10 pounds or so. I’m not sharing this to whine and complain or to solicit compliments. I feel pretty good and healthy and those feelings can’t just be taken away by stepping on the scale. But I was wondering if anyone else has experienced this?
I know that if I was more gung-ho and ran every day and did some no carb diet I would drop some weight, but at this point I’m feeling like it’s not worth it. At this state in my life, between babies and always anticipating the very real possibility of another new blessing, I feel as though if I suddenly lost a chunk of weight, I would be very disappointed when (God willing) that little line on the stick appears. And that’s not right! Besides, I’ve accomplished the main goal that I set out for when I started running: I’m in shape and healthy. I wanted to be fit before having another baby so that I would hopefully have a healthier pregnancy and less scary delivery. By the grace of God, I’ve accomplished that, I just wish I had dropped some extra pounds along the way. Am I facing reality by letting go of my weight loss wishes or am I just being lazy?
Deep and life changing conversation, as usual. And not vain at all. 😉