I can't believe my eyes. At my a.m. weigh-in this morning, I weighed my pre-baby weight. As in, PRE KATE. All this work is paying off, I guess. How do I feel, you ask?
Not that I didn't think you looked fabu before, but I understand the draw of the scale. Congratulations! So so cool. Are you still following Jillian Michael's tips and tricks from Making the Cut? I need to get your inside scoop. I'd like to get back to my pre-grad school weight. I don't know what's happened to me in the last five years, but it hasn't been pretty.
Since I don't have your email address, I had to share this somehow. I thought you'd enjoy.
So I went to the doctor for my yearly physical . The nurse starts with certain basics.
How much do you weigh?' she asks. '135,' I say. The nurse put me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 180.
The nurse asks, 'Your height?' '5 foot 4,' I say. The nurse checked and saw that I only measure 5'2'.
She then took my blood pressure and told me it is very high. 'Of course it's high!' I scream'. When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I'm short and fat!'
Ironically, after three days of churros, kettle corn, coke, and mickey mouse ice cream bars, I am pretty sure I am back to my post-pregnancy weight. Congrats to you though!Do you still drink Chia?
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Yay!!!!! Good job Beck, you always look great anyways but don't you feel so accomplished? (...and hungry?)
Not that I didn't think you looked fabu before, but I understand the draw of the scale. Congratulations! So so cool. Are you still following Jillian Michael's tips and tricks from Making the Cut? I need to get your inside scoop. I'd like to get back to my pre-grad school weight. I don't know what's happened to me in the last five years, but it hasn't been pretty.
Since I don't have your email address, I had to share this somehow. I thought you'd enjoy.
So I went to the doctor for my yearly physical . The nurse starts with certain basics.
How much do you weigh?' she asks. '135,' I say. The nurse put me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 180.
The nurse asks, 'Your height?' '5 foot 4,' I say. The nurse checked and saw that I only measure 5'2'.
She then took my blood pressure and told me it is very high. 'Of
course it's high!' I scream'. When I came in here I was tall and
slender! Now I'm short and fat!'
She put me on Prozac. What a &#@$*.
Ironically, after three days of churros, kettle corn, coke, and mickey mouse ice cream bars, I am pretty sure I am back to my post-pregnancy weight. Congrats to you though!Do you still drink Chia?
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