Well it's been a while, I admit it, since I last posted.
I've had minor surgery done, so minor I wouldn't even call it that but a girl can milk it right… since the "surgery", 22nd February, I've been banned from going to the gym for 2 weeks. Two weeks! Doctors orders. I wasn't even allowed to pick the kids up for a week. So, what did I do? I walked and walked and walked! 6+ Kms each day pushing 25 or 40kgs in the pram. I walked along the beach with a 14kg toddler on my back, sleeping for part of the walk. That's tough I'll tell ya. I made sure that each day I burnt AT LEAST 250 calories. I counted calories like you would not believe.
The day of my "surgery" I weighed in at 66.8kgs. 9days later, this morning, I weighed in at 66.0kgs. Cue jumping up and down like a mad woman!!!! I MAY be a little excited. I'm 1kg from my start weight of Noah's pregnancy. 1kilogram. So close I can almost taste it.
This brings me to only 6 small kilos from my "I'd be happy with" weight and 8kilos from my "I'd be ecstatic" weight.
Yesterday I decided it'd been 6 weeks since I took my measurements. I knew I'd lost a bit, I could feel and see that I had. What I wasn't expecting was a total of 28 cms lost from my hips, thighs, tummy, waist, chest and arms. I finally feel comfortable in short shorts. I never thought that day would come again. It's been a while.
Back to the gym, hopefully, next Thursday. I can't wait.
Until next time, ciao
