I can't wait to get my body back.
To work out hard.
To sweat, have sore muscles from a great workout. To start running like I once did.
And to lose weight.
But right now?
My body is creating another human.
I can't lose weight.
I can't do the workouts I am craving to do.
It's not that I'm not happy for others, but it's hard to hear when you are sitting in your home, ac turned down to below 70 and still baking and feeling like a whale.
It's hard bc the heat and humidity down here are a pregnant girl's worst enemy.
It's hard bc I see cute summer clothes everywhere I turn and I feel so frumpy.
It's hard bc I am jealous. Jealous that my husband gets to work out whenever he wants....go on a run, lift weights, etc. Jealous of reading about how everyone is shaping up for summer.
Sorry to be such a downer....it's just been really hard lately with summer approaching and everywhere I turn is a commercial to lose weight. Or something about bikinis and looking great and feeling great.
Blah blah blah.
And here I am.
Just trying to remain positive for the next 9 weeks.