One month ago, I vowed to share my post-baby weight loss struggles with you. What was I thinking? Not only are basic movements like body rows and leg assisted pull-ups extremely difficult, everyone I know and love continues to shower me with irresistible goodies straight out of grandma’s kitchen. As if having a c-section wasn’t going to be hard enough…

The good news is that running and uphill walking feel totally manageable. The bad news is that Mateo is in the 96th percentile of the heaviest babies in the country so every time I put him in his sling, he feels 10 pounds heavier. I guess this is the karma I deserve after torturing so many of you on this very same hill.

I’m now making secret appearances at the IC in order to train privately. I’m too afraid that you’ll take one look at my midsection and ask that dreaded question every new mom fears, “When is the baby due?” …or worse, you’ll ask Steve behind my back. Perhaps once I’m able to swing Momma Bell again (that’s Baby Bell down there folks), I’ll feel courageous enough to show my face. But until then, here’s a sneak peek at humility in action.
