About Hot by Thirty

  • Desperate not to spend another summer hiding out in fat and/or maternity clothes, I'm determined to drop thirty pounds of baby weight by my thirtieth birthday- July 18, 2009. How unfortunate, then, that I prefer to spend nap time in front of my television with a vat of ice cream. But I've lost these same thirty pounds twice before and I can do it again. I shall do this by steering clear of white flour and sugar and moving my stumpy legs as fast as they will go on our new treadmill. In front of the television, of course. You can also find me at mightymaggie.com.

Beyond The Baby Weight

  • Week 10: June 1
  • Week Six: May 11
  • Week Five: May 4
    There was no Week Five
  • Week Four: April 27
  • Week Three: April 20
  • Week Two: April 13
  • Week One: April 5
  • Starting Weight: March 30

Weigh In

  • Week 21
  • FEBRUARY 13, 2009
  • Week 19
  • Week 18
  • Week 17
  • Week 16
  • Week 15
  • Week 14
  • Week 13
  • Week 12
  • Week 11
  • Week Ten
  • Week Nine aka After Thanksgiving
  • Week Eight
  • Week Seven
  • Week Six
    Wait. Was there a week six? Oops.
  • Week Five
  • Week Four
  • Week Three
  • Week Two
  • Week One
  • Starting Weight

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October 02, 2008


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You can do it!

Do you think we could stage some kind of commando attack on their house in the middle of the night and copy the recipe? Or maybe have a slice of the cake analyzed professionally? It is making me hungry.


Atta girl! I have not moved my arse too much in the past 8 weeks.... Hopefully that will happen soon. I miss my pre-pregnancy clothes. :(


Two things:
A) I used my treadmill as a clothes rack after a while and eventually had to give it away. At least you're using yours, cake and all.
B) How is Gossip Girl? It's never been on my radar. I suppose it's because I actually grew up in New York and went to private schools on the Upper East and West sides so the knowledge that I can actually separate the truth from the embellishments ruins the appeal for me. It sounds like perfect, juicy treadmill entertainment, though.

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