Okay, folks, it's been a while since I wrote about my fitness goals and where I am with all of that. Silence can really only mean one thing: I fell off the wagon. I didn't fall very hard or very far, but let's just say there were some bratwursts and a few trips to Burger King in there, not to mention a few days where I found it very easy to convince myself I didn't need to workout.
I know why it happened, but that doesn't matter. What matters is moving forward.
My "deadline" is approaching, and as such I have re-dedicated myself to getting myself where I want to go. I'm now at 158 (total loss of 15 pounds), with 8 more pounds to lose to hit my pre-pregnancy weight. With a little less than 6 weeks until Jillsie turns one, there's no more messing around. I'm journalling all my food again, and committing to 6 workouts (3 runs, 3 others) a week. If Vicki can go running in the AZ heat, I sure as heck can go running in the Bavarian heat.
So here we go! I did a 30-minute Firm workout today and I sweated like a stuck pig and it was delightful.