Joining a Gym

So I joined a gym today. Yay for me! I have been telling Cody since the beginning of my pregnancy with Burgundy that for my birthday this year I want a gym membership and a personal trainer. So going along with my eat healthier, get my hormones in line, etc., I am going all out.

With both of my pregnancies, I gained about 15-20 pounds before I even knew I was pregnant, it's like my body just had a default weight that it thought I needed to be at in order to support a pregnancy or something and so it just instantly took me there. Then after Finn, I think at about 9 months the weight just started coming off. Looking at his first birthday party pictures, I was pretty slim.

So being pregnant with Burgundy, I gained the standard (for me) 60+ pounds and must now begin the long, arduous task of taking it back off. I ate a very high protein diet so as not to go into pre-eclampsia again and I allowed myself to indulge. So I said seeing as this will be my last pregnancy, I don't have an excuse not to lose weight afterwards. I can't think, "well I am just going to get pregnant again so it's somewhat pointless to kill myself to lose all that weight." So I indulged knowing that the time would come that I would join a gym and say goodbye to the excess baggage that I am carrying. All 30+ pounds of it.

So, to that effect, I have joined a gym (which was my birthday present from Cody - thank you Cody!). And tonight they had a class called Zumba! which is like an aerobic Salsa-dancing class. It was very fun and kicked my butt. It was also somewhat comical. I used to fancy myself a dancer. Not so much these days. Here is this hot little Latina teaching the class, and just looking in the mirror I saw all the rest of us oafs, looking overweight and uncoordinated. ah well. It was fun anyway.

The gym is Lady Fitness so no boys allowed. Doesn't really matter one way or another there, but it has some good classes and some nice machines so I am excited. They don't have personal trainers per se, but they works with you for a couple visits, get your weight & measurements and show you how to use the machines and maximize your work out. then they get back with you every 6 weeks. So I wish I had someone to kick my butt every time, but hopefully I can kick my own butt.

So that's all for today - obviously I am in a better mood than last night, as I have some endorphines running through.