My Post-Baby Fitness Journey


Joys of Josie, Lifestyle / Wednesday, January 17th, 2018

My daughter, Rory will be two this coming May. I’m sure many of you are thinking uhh… isn’t it a little too far past the whole “post-baby” fitness timeframe?

Truth is, I didn’t actually get my ass into gear until my daughter was 10-11 months old. And… even more of a truth is it’s taken me this long to get the balls (metaphorically speaking here) to post this.

Before and after pictures are extremely inspiring. I know that I, myself, get a lot of motivation and inspiration from seeing someone’s hard work and results.

Nothing says to me, “Get your lazy ass off that couch and go to the gym!” like seeing some super hott ass chick that once looked like me.. y’know… cute… but chubby.

Now, as the person actually posting the pictures… they are about as cringeworthy as that time you drunkenly broke up with your boyfriend via phone call while sitting in the Taco Bell drive through waiting for your cheesy gordita crunches.

Yeah… another story for another time.

A little fitness background

Growing up, I was always an active kid and teenager. I played a lot of sports and played club volleyball from age 10 until my senior year in high school.

Until my teenage years, I never really thought about my weight or food or fitness. I didn’t have to because I was always so active.

After I chose not to play volleyball in college and my weight started fluctuating, I started to take up running. Nothing too serious, mainly running on the treadmill.

I also took a liking to crash dieting and/or starving myself. Need to lose 10 pounds? No problem, just stop eating and run 8 miles a day.

I would go through periods of time when I was in love with the gym and running and counting calories. During those times, I would usually be decently satisfied with my body but never fully comfortable in my skin.

Then there’d be times where I had the “fuck it, what’s the point?” attitude and would eat extremely unhealthy and was a gym philanthropist because I was donating monthly fees and never going. Of course, I’d gain weight, hate my body, feel depressed and eventually I’d go back to crash dieting and starving myself.

How pregnancy changed me

When I got pregnant, I knew I couldn’t afford (mentally) to gain a lot of excess weight. Knowing my unhealthy relationship with food and exercise, I knew the worst thing I could do to myself was put myself in a position of complete hate for my body after having a baby. Having a baby and adjusting to a new life would be difficult enough without having to feel depressed about how my body has changed and feeling uncomfortable in my own skin.

I also knew that my normal methods of staying “in shape” would not be suitable for anyone carrying a baby (i.e. starving myself, crash dieting, etc.).

So, I did myself a HUGE favor and changed my lifestyle while I was pregnant. I worked out (after my doctor approved) and ate much healthier. I pretty much followed the 80/20 rule where 80% of what I ate was clean and healthy and the other 20% was not. After giving birth, I left the hospital in better shape than before I got pregnant.

While adjusting to the new role as “mom”, I took it easy on myself as far as diet and exercise went. My 80/20 ratio was probably more like 50/50 and my workouts were hit or miss and nothing but cardio.

Kicking it into gear

When Rory was about 10-11 months old, I could see that I was starting to slip back into old habits… habits of crash dieting and hating my body. I don’t know if something just clicked but I decided that I was going to try to go back to 80/20 eating and take my workouts more seriously… aka add in some weight training with my usual cardio bunny gym style.

The process was very slow at first. I’ll be the first person to admit that I’m extremely impatient and I want to see results immediately. It can be really discouraging to completely change your lifestyle and have to wait to see results.

There are a few things I always tried to keep in mind:

Being uncomfortable in my body is hard. Working for the body I want is hard. I have to pick which hard I want to live.

I have seen what happens when I give up, I want to see what happens when I don’t give up.

Don’t let the time it takes to achieve this goal keep me from trying because the time is going to pass anyway.

Where I’m at now

For the past 10 months, I have completely changed my life and my lifestyle. I eat 80% healthy and 20% unhealthy (’cause a girls gotta have some chocolate occasionally) and I workout five days a week mixing cardio and weight training.

I couldn’t tell you how much weight I’ve lost because I don’t check often, but I think I’m in the neighborhood of 30-35 pounds lost.

More importantly than the weight I’ve lost is the confidence I have gained. And not just the “I look good/I went down a size/dayum, my legs look fine” confidence, but the confidence in myself and my ability to set my mind to a goal and actually achieve that goal.

I have proved to myself that I am a walking cliché because I CAN DO ANYTHING I PUT MY MIND TO. Lolz, but for real.

Now days, I enjoy eating healthy and look forward to going to the gym each day because I have seen what it has done for my life. I’ve shown myself that I can have a healthy relationship with food and fitness and that I can be extremely comfortable in my own skin.

I’ve been told that I make it look so easy and I suppose now that I’ve created a healthy routine and lifestyle it feels like second nature, but it wasn’t always like that.

When you factor in that I’m the least patient person alive… it really wasn’t easy. It took several months before I actually felt like all my hard work was starting to paying off. There were no shortcuts, no gimmicks, no magic pills, (probs going to piss of some people with this one –>) no wraps and no starving myself or crash diets.

Hard work and determination is what got me to where I’m at.

I’m so glad that I kept pushing through and didn’t give up because it has been the best thing I’ve ever done for myself.

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  • Thank you so much for sharing your journey. I know exactly what it’s like to feel uncomfortable with my body, and I can only imagine what a difference it would make with baby weight involved. Kudos to you for taking the steps to get to where you want to be and changing your mindset!