13.1 miles or 13.1 pounds of baby

Today was the Seattle marathon. In January, I set the goal of running the half, or 13.1 miles. Instead, I found out about the pregnancy. And 9ish months later I gave birth to 13.1 pounds of baby. Samesies, right?

I just had twins...

Get off my back!

That's the sign I want to wear when I'm running. I'm so self conscious when I'm running. I can feel everything shifting and swaying and just generally being flabby and unfit. And I live in an area where many of the mothers are tight and toned. Some naturally, some got some medical assistance. Anyway, I have to just get over myself if I want to make any progress. I did just have twins and it matters more that I'm doing it, not how I look while doing it.
So, I'm using two apps to track and guide my progress. I'm jogging with active.com's couch to 5k program. And another app called body weight workouts, which, if you can't guess is all workouts using only one's own weight. I just finished the first week of both programs. I feel good. Now, if only I could stop eating pie...

I need to dig out our scale, it's still in boxes post move. Last year, when I lost a bunch of weight, I tracked it weekly. Seeing a visual really helped me stay on track and motivated me to keep moving. I'm definitely not one to stop eating, especially now because I'm breastfeeding. I am hungry all the time! I just have to start making better choices. I have used the Loseit app in the past, but it was so annoying to track everything...it did keep me honest though, so maybe I should just suck it up and do it.

Now, do I take a weekly picture? Am I brave enough to do that?

Doctor's ok

So, I've been walking for a couple weeks now. Good news is that doctor ok'd me to start exercising. Bad news is that I weigh 193 pounds. Holy shit that's a lot. And that's after the two babies came out!! I'm writing this here for honesty and accountability. My goal is to lose 40-50 pounds. I'd like it to come off quickly, but I'm going to lose it slowly and sustainably. Here we go...

And all of a sudden, two years had passed

In 2008, I started this blog. The title was a bit tongue in cheek, because, if anything, I was always too prepared. I planned for everything. I did everything I was supposed to, in the order I was supposed to do it. I had just been accepted to grad school, the obvious next step academically and career wise, when I found out I was pregnant. What? Pregnant? That was at least five years away in the plan. So, finding myself completely unprepared for parenthood, I started this blog. Since then, I finished graduate school and raised that baby into a thriving toddler. Not bad for being unprepared for both.

So, finish graduate school...next logical step, get a job. That was delayed a bit. My mother in law passed away the day after I turned in my thesis. We spent several months cleaning out her condo and dealing with probate. Not a fun couple months. Oh yeah, and i set the goal of losing 30 pounds by my 30th birtday and did it. Anyway, I finished graduate school, and eight months later, I got a job, in California, at an international non-profit. It's kind of my dream job.

So, grad school- check, probate nonsense- check, lose 30 pounds- check, offered dream job- check. What's next? Well...of course, find out I'm pregnant. Awesome. Perfect timing. New job, finally kind of skinny. Just great. Oh what else? It's twins. What? Twins. Let me tell you, no one is expecting twins. No one. Especially if you have none of the risk factors for twins.

So, here we are. In California, with an almost four year old and six week old twins. We're living with my parents because we have too many children and we need all the help we can get.

I'm planning on using this blog to keep myself accountable on my new weight loss goals. I have my six week appointment tomorrow and I'm looking forward to exercising again. Now we have to see if I can find half an hour a day to actually get it done. Between three kids, a husband and eventually returning to work, I hope I don't flake out!!