I gotta be honest here – I am struggling big time with that last 5kgs of post-partum weight after this 2nd baby. I want to call it infertility weight but really, I can’t claim that. You see, I did exactly what I did last time when it came to the whole post-partum thing. I lost almost all my pregnancy weight within the first 2 weeks. Women everywhere hated me after my first as 2 weeks pp I was back into those skinny jeans. Can anyone say biatch?
Then I worked out that breastfeeding makes my food intake so forgiving so I began to eat all the cake because THE BABY NEEDS CALORIES!
Well you can work out what happened from there. I stopped breastfeeding, kept eating cake and meals that were too big and well, that last 5kg is just hanging on.
I have also over-complicated things as I am confusing my body big time.
“‘I’m going LCHF (low carb high fat)!” I declare. I begin it half heatedly which basically means I cut out carbs and max out on healthy fats. I try intermittent fasting down to two meals per day – the fat makes me full like it’s supposed to so that is actually all fine. Until I cheat. And I cheat with carbs. Lots. On the regular. I did this whole hula hoop of a fuck up while exercising loads and I could barely shift a kilo. No shit Sherlock.
So I finally threw the towel in on that one and accepted that maybe this way of eating isn’t for me. Not yet anyway. I’ll give up carbs when the other way doesn’t work.
The other way is calorie counting. It is such a pain in the fucking arse but it always works for me. Essentially if I cut to 1200 calories and exercise like a nutjob I can shift this weight pretty easily. Some people get all shocked and bothered when I say 1200 calories but seriously, my resting calorie burn is something really low, like 1350, so I have to pretty much go down to 1200 for any hope in dropping the weight.
I really like to exercise. In fact, I’d like to do it more. It’s become a little tricky now that M isn’t living here anymore as it means I can’t go out first thing in the morning. Plus Holly hates the gym creche so going with her totally sucks. Also, the weather is warming up here now so running after 9am really blows and I love to run. This all means I haven’t got the exercise thing totally sussed right now. BUT! I am starting the 1200 calorie thing as of today and I’m starving and drinking lots of water and herbal tea but otherwise feeling good. Even after one day I am pretty certain my issue is that I’ve been overeating. Boooooo. Food is amazing. Why does it have to make you fat?
I am a big fat (not really, let’s say slightly squidgy) lazy fucker this time though and cannot for the life of me seem to do this all by myself with all the food preparing and what not. I just cannot be bothered. I was trying a little bit and just not sticking to anything. I’m a structure girl. I like some rules and a method to follow so I’ve gone on an eating program. It does ALL my meals at the moment which has been super helpful today. I will blog about that across the following week and give you the lowdown on what the menu is like and whether or not it completely sucks balls or just a little bit.
Wish me luck!
PS Yes yes, I know, blogging hiatus and all that. Turns out single parenting with two kids is busy and tiring and a little uninspiring. I’ll do my best to make my journey back to you.