190. I know I was shocked too. Well, you’ve seen it with your own eyes, maybe you’re not shocked, but I was. It’s amazing how easy pounds will go on, but DAMN. That number might very well put me in the morbidly obese category. I mean I think I weighed that when I was pregnant with Jake. Which by my accounts is sad, since I am pretty sure I’m not eating for two. No seriously, the tubes are tied. So what’s the deal? It took me a long time to realize that I was going to have to own up to my weight gain, and now it’s here for everyone to see. Scary? For sure, I mean what woman wants to talk about her weight gain. But it actually feels kind of good. Seeing that number makes it a lot harder to go to the fridge and pick up a snack. Hell, I made a fruit smoothie yesterday, that’s something, right? So enough complaining, what will I do now, you ask? Excellent question.

The first thing I intend to do is this. Yep, sit in front of the computer and type? Well that’s only one thing. I remember way back when I lost 40 pounds, that I would email important people in my life to kinda have more ownership and what not. Weight Watchers was helpful too, but I’m on a budget and I hope that I have enough willpower and support to do this without paying 12 bucks to go and stand on a scale in front of someone. So instead of standing on it in front of a stranger, Scott will be watching me every week instead. Kinda scary, but hey the number’s out there now, so I got nothing to hide.

Next, I’m giving up sodas, well let me take that back, I’m going to start drinking only diet sodas. This will be a good thing for me, since I don’t like Diet Coke or Diet Pepsi, I won’t be tempted to get one at a restaurant and we’re certainly not going to stock them in the house. I can’t believe how many sodas I’ve consumed in the month of June alone. Along the liquid lines, 8 glasses of water a day, before I can even think of drinking anything else.

I’ve got this really cool clothes rack in my bedroom that’s taking up a god awful amount of space that I’ll start getting on. It’s actually an elliptical machine that I got for my birthday. I remember when I was convincing Scott to let me get it, that it would save us bunches of money cause I cancelled my membership to a gym. However, I think I am actually supposed to get on it and move my booty so it will help me. I mean what excuse do I have not to do it? I have a TV to watch and am in the comfort of my own home, really!

I could go on and on, but this is a good start. Oh yeah, one more thing is my checklist. I really liked to journal when I did weight watchers, so I am going to do that again. I cant believe how much it helps to write something down, which brings me back to why I am still sitting in front of the computer typing. Hello world! You see my number, now let’s watch it drop. No big TV until it’s down to 130. I am however going to have some treats (not food, stuff) at every 10 pound drop. Feel free to make some suggestions.