The Fat Lady Has Sung

I can't believe we are done! We have less than 24 hours until we step on that scale and admit how much weight we have, or haven't lost over the past 8 weeks. This has seriously been the quickest, most successful weight loss program I have ever done. Pretty sure it's because I had to lay it all out there and tell everyone my weight each week. I would have died of embarrassment if I didn't lose atleast SOME weight!
My son is 4 months 2 weeks old and I weigh around 146 pounds. Two years ago, when my daughter was 4 months 2 weeks old I weighed 153 pounds.
I freeking rocked my weight loss after baby #2! I am seriously so proud of myself. Everyone always says your body never goes back after babies, and while those stretch marks gracing my torso are there for good, or atleast until we strike it rich and have laser surgery... my stomach is close, very close to the old days. My legs and arms, close. And I am ok with close! Where there are marks, or a little extra padding... I am forced to remember one of the greatest miracles I will ever experience- pregnancy, nurturing two beautiful babies in my womb.
I am pretty confident when I say I am in the best shape of my life. I have never ever before been able to jump on a treadmill and push my body to run 4 miles, and never before able to do that two days in a row! I feel so incredibly good about my workouts. I ran two miles last night before I went into the magic room with mirrors everywhere for kickboxing. I was soaked. Drenched with sweat and I was rocking those punches and kicks and I felt SOOO strong. Like I could have busted up anyone tryin to mess with me!! It is so empowering to be 24 years old, married, have two kids and be able to look at myself and say I am strong. I can workout with the best of them, and I can probably kick half the people at the gym's trash. And that is in between tending to my family, dinner, dishes, laundry, reading books, playing blocks, and breast feeding my baby boy.
I would be totally ludicrious if I didn't recognize the hand of the Lord in my healthy ways. I pray each night He will help me to become more healthy, and strong so that I will be able to run and play with my babies. I really have always wanted to be that mom, when my kids are in high school that can come to a practice, or take them out to the track and kick their butts on a run. I want to be THAT example for them.
Being healthy is not a diet. Being healthy and fit is a way of life. And for me, it is the best way of life!
I still have work to do. I am not done. I want to lose another 10 pounds. That would be the lowest weight I have ever weighed in my entire life 135. I would feel so great at 135. I don't want to be 135 and skinny... I want to be 135 and tone. I want people to know I spend a little of my time in the gym, working on myself.
I have a new goal.
It is to run a half marathon. 13 miles. I want to do it, and I want to feel the adreneline and the excitement of a race. I want to feel the sweat drip and the endorphins go nuts in my head. I want to be strong and confident and I want to complete a half marathon race.
When, I keep asking myself. When will I be ready? My goal, today, is to run a half marathon before October 16th, 2010 when my baby boy will turn one year old. I want my almost 3 year old, my one year old, and my husband to be there at the finish line to see that mommy just busted a move and ran for 13 miles straight.
I can't waite. I can feel it now, it is going to be a great day!
Now, to find a marathon, start training and be ready. Operation Half Marathon starts today. I will keep you posted.