I have a confession to make. I have been slipping a bit since Mother’s Day weekend. I have been skipping out on my workouts. I mean I did a barre class here and there. Had a weekly private yoga class and even made it to the track a few times but I haven’t been working out or eating like I should. I know most of you are probably like oh please you are small, you don’t have to worry about your weight but yes I do and so should you.

For I while I let myself go. I could blame it on the busy May schedule and end of the school year  activities or the basketball tournaments and party planning. But, the truth is, I really didn’t feel like working out. Every day I would say I will go tomorrow. It’s not a big deal. But I was eating more carbs than usual and hitting the Starbucks drive thru daily. Pound after pound and week after week it was becoming a big deal and then it slapped me in the face.

I went to the mall last week with the family to have dinner. Our wait time for a table was around 45 minutes so I figured that I would walk around and look for a new swimsuit for our upcoming vacation. I went to a few stores before actually trying on a swimsuit because I honestly wasn’t ready. I knew what was coming. I even bumped into my mommy friend Jess as I browsed through Everything But Water. She too complained about not being the size that she wanted for bikini season. We laughed and just encouraged each other to just enjoy life and embrace our “2018” summer bodies. Then I proceeded into the fitting room with 4 swimsuits.

 

 

As I undressed I already knew what was going to happen. I saw the extra jiggle in the mirror. I was honestly so disappointed at first. The hot pink suit that I loved didn’t have enough support up top and my second favorite suit called for a larger size bottom. At least they had it in stock right? I even jokingly said to myself “Hey don’t worry, big booties are in these days. People are paying to have a bigger ass. You better work with whatcha got”! So I purchased a swimsuit in a larger size and said the heck with it.

 

But the truth is that it was a painful reminder that I have been slipping and deep down inside I don’t really like it. I have to take action and do something about it real fast. So if you find yourself in my situation don’t beat yourself up over it. Buy the larger suit but don’t just settle there. Acknowledge that you may have fallen off the plan and do whatever it takes to get back on it. This month I pledge to do better. I pledge to say no to the junk food cravings and the tall white mochas from Starbucks. I pledge to get my butt on the elliptical machine because it is to freaking hot to walk the track. I pledge to drop 5 pounds by August first. Are you in a bikini slump? What is your pledge?

 

XO,

Sharonda