Eight Weeks Postpartum

Eight weeks sounds like a long time and such a short time all at once.  Today, I hit the links for the first time since I had the baby - and I was exhausted by hole 5.  Good thing we only signed on for 9.  I was a bit frustrated with myself, but felt better when I remember that it has ONLY been eight weeks.  It's gonna take some time and the best way to get there is to get active and get moving and of course - to allow myself to have a little patience.

However, I was a bit discouraged at my weigh in - in fact, I was so discouraged that I decided my weigh in was some how off base didn't count.  Here's what happened - I weighed this morning on the crappy scale and was holding steady at 140 (yes, up slightly from Saturday's low of 139...).  So, I drank my coffee and ran the girls to camps and headed out with the baby to the nutrition place.  I ordered my shake and weighed - I weighed in right at 147!? WTF!  I should have been down according to my home scale - is my good luck weightloss finally catching the turn?  Am I going to have to actually try really hard to lose weight now?  DRAT!

The chick that runs the place (and does that measurements) was out, so I quickly slipped my shoes back on and decided I would come back the next day and try again.  I drank alot of water to flush my system and stayed around 1500 calories.  Hopefully, it's just a bit of extra water weight and I'll drop again tomorrow.  I sure hope so!  I know I'm getting lower and lower on the scale and that's gonna mean it will get harder and harder. 

But, I'm in it for the long haul - and I will get down.  I think a good short term goal should include a swimsuit (GASP!) for an Independence Day bash.  Even if it's a one piece, it's 4.5 weeks away... I bet I could drop close to 10 in that time. 

Oh, and not to complain, but the BEST part of being pregnant was that my face was crystal clear - apparently that's not the case any longer.