One of my all time fave quotes and I dont even remember where I heard it is, "It's not baby phat, it's phat baby." So now that my st*tch*s were dissolved, it was time to get back to my work out regimen. I thought it would be easy since I stayed active during my pregnancy, walking on the treadmill for 40 min a day and lifting light weights. The day my water broke and I went into labor I had done the treadmill, I was also trying to induce my labor by walking cause I couldnt take being pregnant anymore even though I wasn't due yet. blah blah blah.
"You should be thanking me, I gave you the body of a woman" -My baby daddy.
So baby daddy took me down to the garage where we have our gorilla gym set up. I so did not want to be there. I forgot my headphones so we both had to listen to the Mariah Carey station on Pandora at the loudest volume while I sang along like a clown to "Honey" and "Heartbreaker." Everytime he looked over at me on the elliptical I would lick my lips and wink at him because I felt so sexy. Not. I just wanted to bother him cause I didn't want to be there.
It also works as a skirt.
After receiving an evil eye in return for my affection, I changed the station to TLC and dedicated "Unpretty" and "No Scrubs" to him. To which he replied, "Do they have I don't want no pigeons?" Finally my time on the elliptical was up (an elliptical that my mom bought during one of her insomnia spells from the home shopping network. We complained that it sucked and she blamed Nacho for not putting it together right. Then we looked up the reviews online and figured out that no, the machine just sucked. Who buys a piece of exercise equipment without looking it up first? Answer: my mom.) After I got off the elliptical I decided that working out without Sochi in my womb was a piece of cake. That's it, no more games, I was going to go hard. I brought out the jump rope. I don't think you want to know what happened next. It's something your faucet does, except my bladder was doing it. Is this why I was supposed to do Kegels? SNAP, this wasn't going to be easy. I exercised for a week and then fell off because of Halloween and Nacho getting food poisoning (he ate 3 chili cheese dogs, yeah). If he doesn't work out, I don't, plus I was tired cause he was stuck in bed and I was taking care of him and the baby. Now I'm back on the wagon again. This weight will only stay on as long as I let it. I had gained 15lbs the year before I got pregnant so I have a lot of work to do. This will not stop me from blogging and trying to express myself through style. I'm back on the outfit posting wagon.California Love,