Sam and I have started phase one of the South Beach diet today. We aren’t going to do it religiously, because we know that it can be impractical to do it during holidays and stuff like that. But we are doing it mostly right, and hoping to see some real results in the next 5 weeks.

Aside from that, I’ve done Pilates almost every day for over a week. I’m actually proud of myself for sticking to it, even though there have been days, like yesterday, that I really just wanted to go to bed, but I chose to work out instead, and it is starting to look like it’s going to pay off soon.

I’ve found a new motivation, one that I’m hoping will continue to motivate me for the next 30 pounds, which is that there is no reason that I can’t look and feel better, and there’s really no reason that I have to be “fat” (not fat, just not my ideal weight) just because I am a mom.

I got this from none other than Melissa Joan Hart. I know, it sounds really strange, but she and I are about the same size, and she weighed in about where I am now after having her last baby. She’s now down to 113 I think, and I also realized that I haven’t weighed less than 120 since the day I graduated high school. I’m not saying I want to go down to an unhealthy weight, but I would like to weigh at least what I did then, and have a more toned body (which is why the Pilates). I wore a size 8 when I graduated high school, and I only wear 2 sizes bigger now, but even those are tight. I honestly want to get down to a 6 if possible.

I don’t know why this goal has come out in the last two weeks, I don’t know why I found her story so motivating. I just know that if I want Sam to lose weight, I’m going to have to follow suit, because it would be totally hypocritical of me to ask him to get down to his “ideal” weight while I sit comfortably in my belly flab.