My sister asked me in the comments of my last post if I wanted to join her 30 day challenge to lose the last 10 pounds, she is canceling her gym membership on July 31st and is determined to finish what she started...I am going to take her up on it and hitch my weight wagon to hers. I am sure she will do better than me for a number of reasons; the first being that she did weight watchers last year so knows how to eat, the second being that I am a little intimidated by the gym even though it is a YMCA. But having someone to share this with will help I think, and motivate me to make sure I actually get to the gym, and keep me honest about my progress.
I am going to post now that yes I accept the 30 day challenge, but I am not going to start until June 1...I have fellow Americorps veterans Mary and Jamie visiting me for Memorial Day weekend and a diet/exercise regime will prohibit us from recreating this photo...
I am proud to say I am lighter than in the this photo, but then again when I lived in the Ghetto of Billings, Montana I was basically living on free food from Americorps, pasta and buffalo- all fried in lard I think.
BUT I am only 5'2 and currently (or at least I think since we don't have a scale) 140 pounds. Before I got pregnant I was 129 pounds, which for someone as short as me is still pretty stocky, I gained 25 pounds with the baby and most of it was gone as soon as he came shooting out of me...so to have weight still on a year later is a little depressing.
So I am accepting my sister's challenge and will write about it here in all the gory detail. I guess this means I have to buy a scale
