Fat People Heaven

Day one. Interesting day. Tough day. But it always is. 

I went grocery shopping. At Sams Club no less. They have these chocolate covered almonds there that make getting fatter sublime. It was seriously tempting walking down the isles. Luckily I survived. At the end of my trip I bought a single rice crispy treat instead of the pink frosting sugar cookies I actually wanted to buy. Is it just me or is heaven going to be lined with those cookies? Uggggg, they're so goooood.

So you can tell I'm in the beginning stages of insanity. A part of my heart still really wants to eat all the food but I feel confident that I can survive. Speaking of which this is the deliciousness I had this morning.

Super yummy instant oatmeal mixed with a half an apple, chopped almonds, and a little almond milk. It was a little higher in calories but it was so delicious. I'm still nursing so I don't feel bad about eating extra calories. Especially if they're not empty ones. Want to see another piece of wonderful that I enjoyed this morning?

How cute is that? She's too adorable  and getting big far too fast :)

Anyway I wasn't able to get out for my first run due to the rain but I am pretty excited/nervouss. Nercited. Excitivous. Whatever. Hopefully my body isn't too mashed up from the c-section. Sometimes if I hold baby for too long my upper back hurts. I'm assuming that it's because my core is in such bad shape from being pregnant and all. I just hope it won't be too hard on my body. My plan is to do some strength training on the side so I'll keep you updated once I figure out how to do that.

One thing I am happy about? Yogurt. After a whole day of not eating candy (and three whole months of indulging far too much) a spoonful of yogurt tasted like the sweetest nectar. It was even yummier than the rice crispy treat. 

You know, I'm a lot prettier than I give myself credit for. And even though I'm not as healthy as I would like to be I still feel like I'm not living my life in a pit of candy bars and cookies. That being said, if I didn't want to run a marathon or set a good example for my kid then I could be so content getting fat. I want a brownie cookie sandwich with ice cream and caramel on top. I want frosting to come out of drinking fountains. I want chocolate covered everything. And then I want to die and go to fat people heaven where we all drink soda and eat pie. Cherry pie....with ice cream....

Do you guys see how stressed I am? This is what I like to call, "a problem". Luckily, exercise and eating right is proven to be so much more helpful when dealing with stress than cookie brownie sandwiches.