I'm On a Diet, Kind Of

Well, winter didn't last long in southwest Florida. It's back up in the 80s- just another sign that summer and beach season is upon us. With that comes the pressure of breaking out the old swim suit and praying it still fits.

Two kids in less than three years did its work on me. When I was in third grade, one of my friends told me she had 'birthing hips'. I assume she heard that from her mom, but it stuck with me, mostly because I had no idea what it meant. Three kids later, I understand. And I'm proud of those hips- my deliveries were easy, with no complications. But putting on a bikini still makes me a little less than confident.

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In light of that, I decided to start a semi-diet. I hate dieting. I'm not good at it and counting calories drives me insane. Besides, I go to the gym and then for a run five days a week- if I want a bowl of Black Cherry frozen yogurt, then I'm going to have it! Still, I could be more conscious of portion sizes and just having 'one or two' chips while packing the boys' lunches.

Enter Fitbit. My wonderful, beloved Fitbit. The whole reason I carry everything in my left arm so that my right one stays free to swing and give me credit for those steps. And the app dutifully records my food/water intake, in addition to my calories burned/steps taken/sleep achieved. I've realized that what I like is the accountability. Do I really want to have to enter that I ate three fruit snacks, a bite of circle waffle, or an afternoon cookie? It's easier to just pass on them and save my calories for more fun things- like wine or ice cream.

I was discussing this with my boss and she mentioned that she weighed herself every day. Every day! I would be a basket case. Then I found myself on Amazon and discovered a smart scale- who would have thought? It syncs to your Fitbit and helps track your goals. Supposedly. I ordered it and we'll see how this goes. In the past, I've had a tendency to unhealthy body image, so this might be a little too much precision.

But on the other hand, I'm not old yet and I'm not really ready to give up fun swim suits for the skirted old lady ones. Not sure I should share this, but a couple years ago I was at the beach with Micah and a couple teenagers were behind us and I overheard them refer to me as a 'MILF'. I'd like to hold onto that illusion for a while longer.

This post is getting long so I'm off to enjoy Easter weekend with my family. I hope you all have a safe, fun weekend and remember the reason we celebrate is Jesus!


PS- Unwrapping the small Hershey's chocolate eggs from their foil and replacing them with grapes is an awesome April Fool's trick for your little ones. 

With Love,
Susanne