“You gained weight!” came the squeal. It was followed with an excited look down and an eyebrow raise. The excited flush was waiting for an announcement of great news. I hated to disappoint her, but there was certainly a bit of mirth in the denial.
No, I calmly explained. I’m not pregnant. Yes, I gained weight. Too many carbs and rich fatty foods in the Dominican Republic three or more times a day. I bought back several pounds with me. I noticed the weight gain and thought I did a pretty good job of keeping it hidden, but it was pretty evident in the conversation that I had not.
“It looks good on you” came the response. I appreciated the compliment, but I have bee feeling sluggish with the extra weight. I needed to detox. I needed to get myself in a better place. So just that quick, the decision was made. Time to get to the gym.
Yep. It’s time to get back to the elliptical and treadmill. It’s time to lose a few pounds. It’s time to get healthier.
So, here’s my challenge to myself to do just that. Let’s see how it goes.
-WinterMommy
