I fear, the time is near...

Yup.  Time to stop pretending I just had a baby.  Time to stop making excuses. (For example:  I ONLY had a baby 4 months ago... that is still "just", right?  Don't I have at least 8 more months to use that exuse?)

(Ahem...)  Anyways, I weighed in this morning and was pretty impressed with the scale, given my steady (albeit slow) intake of libations over the last few weeks...  When I went to my doc's office about 3 weeks ago for my physical, I weighed in there at 232.  This morning I was 227.4.  Not too shaby, again considering that I've done NOTHING in regard to exercise except lift a wine glass...  that counts as exercise, right?  Wine-glass-lifting... sometimes a big one, sometimes a smaller one, sometimes a heavy cut glass one, sometimes a cheap-o dollar store one.  I have to balance out the muscle use of course! 

I've lost weight... what is to be bummed about?  Well, at lunch today with Dennis (yes, we actually got to go to lunch together!) I had a delicous seafood chimichanga and ate all of it.  Yup.  All of it.  So between obviously needing to get my lapband adjusted (October 12th can't come soon enough), stopping my drinking with my eating (i.e. drinking water with my meal) and really working to cut back on the wine, I've got to change something.

Since that just isn't enough for me to attempt on its own (overacheiver here), I've decided that I also need to actually start the core exercise routine the trainer gave me AND get our family calendar back in shape.   I'm starting first thing tomorrow.  After I have a glass of wine tonight as I plan it all out.  Happy Friday, ya'll!