February 23rd, 2012. The day we took this picture. The day I finally had to admit that it was time to stop eating chocolate croissants for breakfast every day and get back to exercise. This is the photo that made me finally admit that it wasn’t just a little post-pregnancy weight – it was more than that.
The best day of my life was November 22nd, 2009 – the day I had my daughter. Before getting pregnant with her, I weighed 145 – the high side of what is acceptable for me. While pregnant with her I gained 30 lbs – I was proud to never breech the 180 mark. After having her, I made it back down to 145 pretty easily – too easily as it turned out. I thought that because I hadn’t done any work to take the weight off that I didn’t have to do any work to keep it off. I was wrong. The numbers slowly crept back up on the scale and I knew something had to be done but I didn’t admit it – until the day this photo was taken. I weigh 165 in this photo – no baby, just me. I am, by no means, saying that – as a number in and of itself – is bad. Just bad for me.
There I am peeking out on the right behind the kid in the plaid shirt. A group of students had come to the office from the TORCH Program. We gathered together for a quick photo before they had to say goodbye. I was feeling like maybe I was a little chubby so I decided to get in the second row and hide. But my face betrayed me.
The next day I signed up for My Fitness Pal and later in the week went to my first ever Bikram yoga class. I had taken yoga classes before, naturally. No one (well, I can’t imagine anyone) jumps straight in to Bikram. But I had walked past Bikram Yoga NYC many times on my way home from work and thought it would be the best way to begin my new plan. I started with a special class they have specifically for people who have never done Bikram before – it was a smaller class and the teacher gave instruction above and beyond the usual script – walking around the room and being more hands on.
With that first class under my belt and MFP showing me that I ate WAY TOO MUCH sugar (orange juice and cereal and yogurt – and that was before noon) I was on my way to a healthier me. Since then, I have been pregnant multiple times, giving birth to my wonderful son on August 4th, 2013. But this time around I had a plan of attack. When I was ready, I got back on MFP and back in to yoga (as you can most likely tell from my blog and Instagram – follow me @notsefatia). I am happy to say that within a year of his birth I was back to my pre-pregnancy weight and am now back down to where I was when I was 25. At 130 I feel like my old self and I have the tools to stay there in a healthy positive way.
Thank you photo, thank you for being the wake up call I needed. Now go away.