Before kids, I was an active, moderately in shape individual. I ate healthy the majority of the time, exercised regularly, and kept my weight in check. After my son was born, I resumed my regular exercise routine and after 2 years, was finally back to my prepregnancy weight. I assumed the same would happen with my daughter. No such luck. I have turned into a sloth. And I have never been so out of shape.
I went out of town for work last week and I took advantage of the time to myself. I "ran" on the treadmill at the hotel, swam in the pool, and scrapbooked all week long. And since I've been back home, I have not exercised once. Please, please someone lend me some words of inspiration. I can't take this much longer. I want to wear my clothes again and to be able to run a few miles without wishing I would die.
The One With The Eclipse, The Special Olive & Junior The Second - I should explain a little background before sharing the enlightened and educational texts between me and my brilliant progeny. 1. Last week Lexi brought h...
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