Had two beers and two cupcakes for dinner.
I am so bachin’ it.
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In other, related news, I am once again putting together a New Life Plan that involves being thinner and more energetic, eating better and exercising more. This is my pattern, the ups and the downs in weight, the commitment to diet that waxes and wanes, and it’s fine. It’s how I roll. Life gets busy, RG gets fat. Life gets more in control, RG looks more slender. At the moment I am “rolling” around fatter than I’ve ever been excluding pregnancies, so this New Life Plan must be pretty darn drastic in order that I not be the fat bridesmaid at my sister’s wedding in July. Most of the other attendants in this wedding are a decade or more younger than me. The only one remotely near me in age – my oldest younger sister – is super slender. Ergo, I must do something drastic. Is it possible to drop 15 pounds in three weeks? Is it possible to have ABSOLUTELY NO ONE AT THIS WEDDING say “she looks good . . . for someone who’s had two kids.”
Yes, I’m vain. But the truth is, after the Caribbean cruise-level eating (and drinking) that has been this 8 week summer job, my body could use a little break from indulgence. Despite running between 15-20 miles per week, plus lifting and some bike riding, lunges, squats, etc. (hellooo, childless summer and awesome YMCA), I fit in absolutely none of my clothes. This is the level of caloric intake I’ve been sustaining this summer – that I am moving more than I’ve had time for in years, lifting and cardio and stretching and what-have-you, and yet still gaining weight at the rate of about two pounds per week.
So I tend to get excited about diet plans – at least before they begin. And I’m really excited about feeling more like myself again. I’ve been thinking of how to do it, both healthily and quickly. I’m definitely going vegetarian. And cutting out fried food. I’m planning a menu, a grocery list. I’m also running the half marathon again in October, and so putting together a training plan. Provided the boys cooperate with riding for extended times in their stroller, I’m all over this.
I’d better be, because I’ve now porked up to the extent that I cannot wear a single one of my four suits. Let’s hope I don’t get called to court in my last two weeks of work.
I swear to god suits are the least forgiving items of clothing I’ve ever owned. It’s like I gain a pound, and they no longer fit. That, or they’re sitting in my closet going on a diet of their own, just so I will no longer be able to wear them. (It doesn’t help that I only ever have to wear the things every six months, it seems like. I even have one beautiful suit that I bought because I loved the pieces so much and every time I waited to buy a suit because I needed one, there was nothing to be found; and I never. even. wore it before gaining 10 pounds and it no longer looking right on me.
Sorry, I just had to rant. Carry on!
I recommend 30 Day Shred, although you will curse that horrible woman for the entire video, which only lasts like 20 or 30 minutes, but feels like a damn eternity.
The only thing I know of that reliably leads to quick weight loss is giving up alcohol. It’s difficult but pays off big time. Plus, it truly does reset patterns of indulgence. Good luck…but just so ya know, I thought you looked great.