Baby Blues and Training Shoes

No More Excuses

Damn Doctors

Okay I don’t really want to damn them to hell or anything (not really lol), after all my grandfather was a doctor.  My cousin is a doctor and my other cousin a dentist-my favorite doctors and dentists of course (long story-ask my Uncle Richard all about it lol).

Anyway doctors can be really frustrating when their advice is contradictory.  One says “Get those tonsils out”.  The other says “You are too fat for the chimney (I mean…to get your tonsils out)”.  One thing I do know.  They ALL say put down the fork (though they say it much more kindly-usually).

Sadness…

My OB says no way in Hell should I get pregnant again with my current health ailments.  I don’t know what he is talking besides a little thing called HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE and SLEEP APNEA.  Not to mention my heel, knee, back, and shoulder problems (lol I so sound like a hypochondriac).

That hit me pretty hard.  In my mind I was thinking suck it up and get pregnant again soon and it is kind of hard with my weight but do it because I am no spring chicken.  But in my case, he says it would be better getting wait off and then try again for kids after I lose like a hundred or something.

I’ll take a trainer with a side of fries…(or w/out from now on)

So after hearing that I was pretty bummed.  It’s so very serious that I do this now.  I’m not willing to give up more kids just because I like to eat cake for hells sake.  No way!

But I knew I needed to do something drastic.  And I’m not quite ready to do the whole surgery thing.  And nothing against Weight Watchers, but I need someone with a whip (metaphorically-speaking of course). 

So I got a trainer (independent of a gym) and I will train starting Monday two times a week.  HATE spending that mula, but I’m worth it.  And you have to do what it takes.  I’m excited.

Just Do It!