Originally I had great plans to revolutionize my body and suddenly be able to hop into an adorable swimsuit.
Plans.
Not realities.
Just plans.
Let me just own this.
I. Hate. Working. Out.
Period.
I am not one of those people who buys into that "When you start working out you feel so much better" deal. Yeah. Cause I don't. Sure, I like it when after two weeks my pants fit a bit better. But after three weeks and I am still not Heidi Klum (when she is not perpetually pregnant), I am done. I am an amazingly impatient person. I am a work out quitter. Time and time again. Just being real.
So no, there will be no miracle body cure for the trip. And that is okay. My kids are cuter than I am anyway. I am going to convince myself that no one is looking at me.
After all, when we go to the community pool during the summer, my hope is that I am in the happy middle. Not the best, not the worst. Nothing to see here, people, move along, move along.
Our extended family hung out this weekend and those of us who have had babies have all agree to "Rock the Skirt Suit."
I am done doing the "I am getting out of the water and so throw me a towel fast!" move. Or the pretending that "I am wearing a cover up in the water because I really love the look of a saggy dress clinging to my body" fakeout move.
Not to mention the "I am just going to lay on my back in the sun, with my legs slightly bent at the knee in a 45-degree angle, because that might be slightly more flattering than any other position, position."
I am done. I am 35. I hate working out. I have had 3 kids. And I am not using it as an excuse. I am embracing it. This is who I am. On so many levels.
But I am also done punishing myself for it. I have had the same stupid, ugly, "I am hiding in a plain black suit" suits for, oh, 8 years. Cut it out, Molly. No more guilt.
And so I am going to rock two brand new, totally cute, sassy skirt suits. Which I won't look anything like this in:
P.S. And yes, it's funny they put a size 2 woman in skirt suits. Cause really, if you were a size 2, would you wear a skirt suit?!
Are you dealing with any guilt (or pushing yourself skirt suit style though it) today? Check our my friend Cop Mama to link up.
Also check out Musings of a Housewife's What I Learned This Week.
