|From my Phillip Lim and Mossimo Target Review|
I got a text on Sunday asking me if I was pregnant.
What the what??!!
So it seems a group of girls saw me about town and decided I looked prego. They asked another group, and one friend from that second group decided to just ask me to confirm or deny.
Deny. Deny. Deny.
She, the friend who asked me, thought it was funny. I pretended to think it was funny too, as that seemed like the socially acceptable response. But inside I died a little. It crushed me.
I know I'm heavy. Even my legs, which are normally my best feature, have gained flub. But I didn't know others thought I was so pronounced that the only explanation was not she ate too many pints of ice cream this summer and instead, she is obviously with child.
Then a few hours later, my friend K (who totally needs a good blog nickname....add that to my list of things to
And I took that as a sign from God.
And I won't even count my long evening walk with Sadie, either. Because I do that 365 days a year, rain or shine or snow or wind or cold or whatever. That doesn't count.
If anyone else would like to join in the challenge, I am more than happy to start an email chain to cheer each other on. I have two plans to increase my exercise (and hopeful weight loss) after this month too. So fear not, this is just the first 30 day step (literally) for me.
I am not where I want to be in life. I've made that super clear. But oh hell no will people think I am pregnant when I am not (and crying into my pillow because I so desperately want to be a mother). Not cool...time to take action.
This was me a few days ago...my starting point...
|This is what I wear to garden, not actually work out.|