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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November 02, 2008


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OK, so I know my baby is barely three weeks old, but I'm ready to join in here. No hardcore dieting or anything, but I could definitely stand to cut out excessive sugar. This being said three days after Halloween! There are still Reese's cups in my fridge! Overall I'm not all that unhappy with my current baby-weight state (though I don't really know it as our scale is broken), I just want to be able to fit into real pants that don't have a stretchy waistband. Oh, and that bridesmaids dress hanging in my closet. Ergh.

I guess this comment isn't exactly on the topic of your post. Oops.


I am not at all cool with a naked spa either and I am pretty comfortable with my size. I am just not comfortable with the naked in public part. Nope, not at all. I like clothes.


Jeez. My SINGLE tiny friends tried to get me to go to one of those pregnant. I would have traumatized them THEN much less NOW! The large-welt corduroy that is my stretch-marked belly would scare anyone into sterilization... Besides that, I just don't like the idea of showing all my bits to anyone who happens to glance up. No thanks. Even if I was a size 2.


BTW - I'm down 1lb from last week. Not so bad with all the high-carb high-fat partying I did over the weekend! You ARE a weight loss rock star!


I'm up a pound this week. Delightful. THIRTY hits one week from today. So, I'm re-evaluating the goals. Give me 3 lbs this week and that will be the best birthday present ever. I guess I should say "lose me 3 lbs..."

And yes. I've felt that way on more than one occasion. Lately, it's always when my sister-in-law (who is constantly obsessing about her weight. constantly.) is telling me how fat she is. Do you know that she weights 60 lbs less than me. SIXTY POUNDS. (ugh. I can't believe I just said that out loud. and yes, I know that "I had a baby. I have a reason for it" as she is quick to remind me.) It always leaves me thinking - good grief. She must think I'm a TANK if she thinks she's that huge.

One thing I've learned though, is that people's body image issues don't tend to translate to other people. It's such a self-focused obsession, you know? Before I lost a whole bunch of weight in college, I always thought that I was huge and everyone else was so skinny. Then, when I lost the weight, I realized that Wow! Those other girls weren't skinny vs. my fat. They were NORMAL! Ah. It made my life so much easier.

What's not making my life easier? The fact that I just realized that I have SIXTY lbs to go. sigh....

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