health

I haven’t weighed myself in, like, two years or more, so I was shocked and appalled at the number that the nurse read off to me when I stepped on the doctor’s scale on Monday. I probably shouldn’t have been. Let’s face it, my attempts at eating right and working out regularly have been pretty half-assed ever since I got married. When I found out I was pregnant I became sufficiently motivated to engage my full and substantial ass in taking better care of my body, but pregnancy diets and workouts aren’t exactly geared for weight loss.

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