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Look who's still alive!!

And gearing up to start working out again.  As the new baby reaches his 6 month 'birthday' I'm ready to start.  Why has it taken me this long?  It's a long list.  Mostly excuses.  Some more valid than others (new mom, breastfeeding, new job) some not as valid (I would have to give up junk food again, I would have to make the time, I would have to get off my butt and find my motivation again).
That's where the blog comes in handy again.  I'm going to use it again as my motivation.  Use the "audience" that's implied to get my butt moving again.  I don't have a scale anymore and haven't decided if I will replace it (it broke, I know I'm 200 pounds post baby but I haven't seen the number in a couple weeks now). 
I'm jump starting all of it by signing up for races.  A couple sprint Triathalons and joining a relay for a half ironman - yes, really! 
This entry is short - just a "hi, how are you?!" until I have time to write more.  But I'm here.  I'm back.  I'm getting ready to lose the final 50 pounds.  And help anyone else willing to join me on this journey!
Meanwhile - here's a picture of my amazing baby boy - born July 16, 2011.  That's a blog unto itself!

Comments

christina said…
Welcome back. It took me almost 2 years to get back in the game after my first child. This time around I refused to let that happen and rejoined weightwatchers 5 days post baby. It was SO hard to stop my fun preggo holiday eating. Now she is almost 6 weeks and its alot easier. Still sucks, but easier.

Christina
http://last-weight-loss-journey.blogspot.com/
Dr. Fat To Fit said…
HEY! So glad you're back. Oh my goodness what an adorable baby! Congrats.
YAY!! I am so happy you are back! I am signing up for a sprint tri this summer too. I figure I am turning forty and should be at goal then so it will be a lot of fun to train for something.
Good to 'see you'
Welcome Back. He is beautiful. It will be rough getting back on the horse but after a few weeks you will love it.
kristi said…
Lovely baby! It took me a long time to get back on track. Good fof you!
Molly said…
Welcome back!!!!
Amanda Kiska said…
What a cutie pie!

Welcome back!
Welcome back! I'm in nearly the same boat, just 2 months behind you. But I am feeling more and more ready to get back to moving my body and healthier eating...here's to both of us making it happen!
Laura said…
Glad you are back. That is a BEAUTIFUL baby!

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