My current health/weight/diet/eating strategy is I don't worry about it. I eat what I want, and if I get fat, well, I'll be fat.

I'm only kind of joking when I say that letting myself go was my New Year's resolution.

(I still do want to join a gym with a pool this year, but that's because I really miss swimming.)

I miss being fit and being able to run and lift heavy things and kick people in the head. I'm worried that that window has well and truly closed. But I don't know how to work around it.

So, we're now casually dressed. One of the business analysts here wore a suit and tie to work every day, although that was never the requirement. Hell, he only got promoted to my level a year or so ago. But he was snazzy the whole time.

Instead of going round to stare at his clothes today, I just emailed him to see if he was getting a lot of visitors. Apparently he is. We are so predictable. (He's in slacks and a sweater--ridic)

I'm happy to be back to karate. The regular exercise makes me feel better and if it helps with the weight - yay!

My eatting choices have been more suspect lately, but I'm trying to slowly turn those around. Goal 1 is cooking at home more. Wish I could give up the sugar in my tea, but that is very doubtful.

I was doing really well with weight loss last year until I'd say Thanksgiving last year. I even lost weight on our big UK trip despite all the food. But househunting and the holidays all at once, and I ended up gaining back most of what I lost. I having been getting back on track in January as far as eating is concerned, but I have been failing at exercise. I'm supposed to meet with my doctor next week to discuss my weight loss progress, and I'm not looking forward to it.

Thankfully for me the holidays are just two big family meals that happen in homes other than my own, so no leftovers to make a significant impact on my weight unless I make a special effort to pack some up. (Of course at Christmas I ate so much beef tenderloin and cheese at the actual dinner I wasn't hungry again until the following night.) I think it was the not getting outside much that encouraged weight gain over the season for me, and I've been able to combat that this year.

Steph- I know that you deleted, but I wanted to say that I hear you.

I'm fat because I'm lazy and I like to eat, and I eat junk. And I'm sort of but not really OK with it. But, as I said, lazy. I still go to the gym, but not as often as a year ago. But at least I'm still going.

Part of my weight is my bad eating habits and lack of exercise, but a lot of it is the medicine. I took Zyprexa for awhile and gained 20 lbs in a few months and never lost that. Since the Seroquel I've pretty much gained enough weight each year that I can't wear most of the things I bought 2 years ago.

One thing that's been surprisingly hard about pregnancy, for me, is trying to control my weight gain. At my last checkup (24 weeks), I had gained around 28-29 pounds. (The recommendation for someone at my BMI pre-pregnancy is to gain 25-35lb in total, and I've got three months to go...) It's been hard for me to figure out if I really need to change my eating habits or not. I feel like I eat pretty healthy food in pretty reasonable proportions -- more than I did before getting pregnant, of course, but I haven't gone crazy with it. I'm just so HUNGRY all the time, and so I eat more. But doesn't my body need it? I know I shouldn't get hung up on a number, but I feel like I must be doing something wrong if I've gained so much weight. And I hate feeling that way: like I'm messing up something important, like I can't trust my body's signals, AND feeling angry about thinking about my weight gain as a moral issue, when I know it's really not.