I've put on five pounds in two weeks.
No, I am not the pregnant one.
I am the one who is adjusting back to my normal, slow as molasses metabolism after breastfeeding, which according to some sources burns 500 calories a day.
I haven't had the healthiest eating habits for almost two years. I spent most of pregnancy eating what I could - usually pretzels, carrots, Clementine oranges and Propel water drinks - and throwing up anything else. Daily. For almost seven months.
Then, after having Peanut, I realized the beauty of breastfeeding (you know, besides the whole bonding with my baby and giving her nutrition from my own body.) I lost all of the baby weight (about 30 pounds) and then another five pounds before I went back to work. I could eat pretty much anything I wanted and not gain anything. In fact, in the early days, I ate all of the time. I remember being ravenous as soon as I woke up each morning.
Now, I'm still hungry but it's not burning off so quickly. Or at all apparently.
It probably doesn't help that I don't work out. (Gasp!) It's awful and embarrassing really. I know I've said I would start doing before but I haven't. I am going to need to or else be even more embarrassed when I can't fit into my clothes anymore.
According to this article, to make up the 500 calories I'm not burning each day I would have to golf for an hour and 45 minutes, row for 55 minutes, box for 45 minutes, or take an hour-long aerobics class.
Or maybe I'll just get pregnant again so I can put this off for another two years.
The husband and I are going to start walking more at night with Peanut. Our neighborhood is super hilly and would probably do wonders on my glutes. Plus I do have Exercise TV On Demand that I could do a 20 minute work out each day.
I know, I know. I'll have more energy and feel better about myself. Blah blah blah.
I'll still miss my easy-peasy 500 calorie burn.