At the time when you look at yourself in the mirror you think, "yeah I need to lose a few pounds." A check on the digital scale confirms that thought. But the thought is often never strong enough to translate into action.
After having a baby this year, I knew I needed to at least get back to where I was before I got pregnant. I had been working out and was in an okay spot. KC had been fighting an uphill battle ever since we got married. His desk job didn't help since he spent a lot of his days sitting. In the end though, food is just so good! It's hard to resist that bedtime bowl of cereal, or that handful of cheese and crackers. So at the end of August after a year of trying to get motivated KC told me that he wanted to do the Weight Watchers system without actually joining Weight Watchers. He said he wouldn't do it unless I did it with him. So with the help of the Internet we "joined". We figured out our points and bookmarked some calculators. It turned out that I get 10 extra points for nursing William, so my points were the same as KC's. So we took our measurements on the last Sunday in August and started.
Fast forward 2 1/2 months and we were amazed at the results. I lost 15 pounds, KC lost 30... 30! He didn't even do that much exercise. All I did was just start walking 3-4 times a week until it got cold. Throughout the 2 months and especially at the beginning our favorite phrase was, "so that's why we were 'fat'." when we'd find out how many points something was. A cheeseburger... 12 points. When you are only allowed about 30 a day that is a lot. Each cookie is about 4 points, we'd often eat 3-4 each sometimes 2 or more times a week. No wonder.
KC is thinking he's about done. I want to reach an ideal goal and lose a few more. I was looking at some pictures this morning and was amazed at the difference in our faces. KC said it looked like we had been stung by a bee.
