We all know that if we want to lose weight we have to eat less and move more, yes? For reasons that I would rather not explore I have never been able to both eat less AND move more. At the same time. This has always been an either/or proposition. Prior to Yogi, I found it much easier and more satisfying to move more and simply try to be reasonable (most of the time) with what I eat. Now that I spend my days:
- Doing laundry
- Feeding an increasingly distractable Bean
- Cleaning bottles
- Reading stories
- Standing strong on my conviction that napping happens in.the.crib
- Dealing with a dog who thinks he is the baby
- And generally ensuring that the house and everyone in it stays on track
I don’t have much left over for exercise in the formal/intentional sense. Or course there is technically time for it if you ascribe to the “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” school of thought, but I don’t. I like to sleep. I need to sleep. My family needs for me to sleep. So….. a new day has dawned. The “Eat Less” day.
I’m back on the Weight Watchers train. I’ve done it once and I’m doing it again. In my absence they have made some changes and somehow now fruit is free! I don’t really get the wisdom of that exactly, but I’m in. This is the 2nd week in my Eat Less (or at least more thoughtfully) Life and so far, so good. Here’s hoping I can get off all the baby weight that I gained before swimsuit season. 😉 Snort….