Our Family Beginnings

Needless to say, I think the world of Mr. Badger.  He’s my rock, and I love him more than words to express.  Even more than I love my fake boyfriend. I’ve talked about my weight on here a bit, and even the wonderful Lori mentioned that having seen me in person, she can’t imagine I ever had a weight issue.

I’m not fat.  Thanks to therapy I do know that I am not fat.  I weigh 156 pounds at 5’7″, which for a medium build is just over normal.  The bigger problem is that I am almost totally sedentary, and if I keep that up, I won’t just be 156.  I’d like to not be in size 12 pants anymore.  I’d like to not run away from a camera in horror, for fear that a second chin appeared in the photo.

As I may have mentioned, for my 10th High School Reunion about 4 years ago, I decided to get into shape.  I did it all on my own (and with Mr. Badger’s mad cooking skills).  I became a runner and ate…well, spartan was how my diet became.  I ate enough calories, but I got way too anal about it, so that wasn’t good.  Food is tasty, so to hell with that.  So I got down to 127, and was all muscle, and a size 2.  That pic of me on facebook is from that era, just fyi.  I still would have to be shown pictures (had I let any be taken) to admit I was too thin, but some people said I was, so I was.  I’ll accept that.

Moderation.  Never been my strong suit.  But I’m gonna try, and I will bring it back to Mr. Badger.  It takes a brave man to get his wife something for weight loss for their anniversary, but he did it way smooth.  Like Clooney in any Ocean’s role smooth.  He said to me, “You gave me your body for the last three years for fertility treatment.  I want to give it back to you.”  His hands were shaking as he handed me an envelope.  Inside was a brochure for this place called “Fitness Together”.  Basically, it’s a bunch of rooms that are set up like home gyms so that you can have private workouts with a trainer.  I got to sign up to meet with one 3x week for 48 total sessions.

I went for my first appointment on Monday, and I nearly yacked, I worked so hard.  That always happens when I haven’t been doing cardio.  My muscles are stronger than my lungs, so I think I can do more than I can.  Anyhow, the trainer was totally cool about it and I rested until the dizzy feeling went away.

More news as it comes…maybe I’ll not look horrendous for my SIL’s wedding!

eta:  They did the electronic (more reliable) Body Fat % measurement.  34% – ouch!  At least he didn’t believe me when I said I was 156, he thought for sure under 150.  Thank heavens for “carrying it well”.