I don’t know. But today I thought I’d give it a go.
It’s a per una linen dress. I bought it for 8.95 in the East Anglian Hospice shop. The reason you aren’t getting a picture of me in it is because it’s a size 12, and I very much am not. I bought myself a pair of size 14 trousers for travelling to Cybher, and discovered I’d been wildly optimistic and that I could barely get my legs in them, no way were they doing up 🙁 So mainly I’m wearing my other half’s craghoppers and feeling fat. I weigh in at 11 stone 6, so I think actually, I’m not just feeling fat. I am fat.
But in September I’ve got a wedding to go to. So I bought a dress that I’d like to wear, that I think will look pretty good. And that means I’ve got three months to slim down and tone up to get back into a size 12.
I’ve no idea if that’s realistic. I’m still breastfeeding, so I’m not willing to go on any kind of calorie counting diet. What I am doing is reviewing Thinking Slimmer. I’ve got the Say Goodbye to Baby fat slimpod, as well as the make fitness fun and easy fitpod. I’ve listened to both of them twice now, the slimpod in the evening as I’m going to sleep, and the fitpod in the morning as I’m waking up. The first morning I came bouncing out of bed determined to be active and healthy, and managed to fit in a good brisk walk to town with baby strapped on and toddler in pushchair. That’s got to count as good exercise.
But by the evening I’d flagged. And today, even though I’ve managed a ten minute run, and a brisk shop *without* children I’m really struggling. So I’m hoping that the image of the dress will help me remember what I’m doing this for. Partly to look good, but mainly to feel good – I absolutely hate feeling that layer of flab over all my body, constricting my movement, stopping me from bending or moving properly. Made all the more difficult by knowing that just before this last pregnancy I was probably as fit and active as I’ve ever been, running the charity 10k.
I’ll be letting you know how it goes – I won’t promise regular updates, because let’s face it, I’m awful at regular. But I daresay I’ll be tweeting about it. And what do you reckon, have I set myself a realistic target?
It has just occurred to me that that’s probably not the most breastfeeding friendly dress I could have chosen. Ah well, we shall see.