Made of Win :)

I'm tall, folks. I'm really tall.

It's hard to find jeans (or any long pants) that are long enough when you're 6'1". My daughter will inherit this nightmare, unfortunately. So when you come across a pair that fit properly in the right spots and that are long enough, you wear them. And you wear them some more.

Courtesy of my Gastric Bypass, I lost a good amount of weight while pregnant with She Who Rules. I wasn't trying to lose weight, on the contrary. I ate and ate and ate. And kept dropping the weight. It was during this time that I found a pair of jeans in a size I hadn't worn in years. And they weren't even maternity jeans. I wore them. I wore them a lot. Unfortunately after she was born I continued to eat like I was pregnant, and put some weight back on. Not the entire 40 pounds that I had dropped over nine months, but more than half that. Those jeans I loved went back into the closet.

I was not pleased.

I worked on my eating habits... I worked out... I got a job that involved moving my ass. (And yes, I subsequently quit that job... I regret it every day.)

Here's where I'm made of win, because the more I work on this post the harder it is to believe that I'm associating those words with me.

Since my scale is finally working again (batteries are a good thing when you have a scale with an LCD screen), I can tell you that I've dropped 41 pounds since March of this year.

I've achieved the weight I was, the day I delivered my daughter.

(Yes, I know how odd that sounds when you read it, but trust me, it's an accomplishment.)