Our anniversary was a couple of weeks ago and I think we got through the first year fairly unscathed. We were able to get a baby sitter for a few hours and went to see a movie. This is a big deal for us. We don’t really trust anyone with our kids and we haven’t been to a movie in over a year, I’d guess closer to two.
We decided to treat ourselves to a nice theater where we could have reserved seating, dinner and a movie. I ordered a Dr. Pepper and popcorn because it was a special occasion. Right before the movie started I ordered a turkey burger. This was a two and a half hour movie so I wanted to be sure I didn’t get the munchies halfway through. It was acceptable as far as turkey burgers go.
About an hour into the movie I noticed my left heel was starting to go numb, I chose to ignore it because I didn’t want to un-recline my seat. After 15 minutes it became unbearable and I felt the same happening to my right heel. My circulation was strained. It was there in the middle of a movie theater that I realized the extra work that I was putting on my heart. I could visualize it struggling to pump blood to my extremities.
I know my body will not hold up for much longer if I don’t take action now.
It doesn’t help that what’s constantly glamorized is women giving birth and fitting into their pre-baby clothes a week later. That wasn’t a direct Kate Middleton reference, but if the stiletto fits. As if I’m the only woman in the world who isn’t on speaking terms with her abs. Between the stretch marks and loose skin, we may never meet again.
Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed every step of the journey that led me here but it’s time to find a way back. Not necessarily back to what I used to weigh or look like before I had my children but somewhere sustainable.
The point is, I have to get this weight off of me. I need to find time to get healthy again soon. It won’t be easy, but admitting there is a problem is half the battle, right?