This past weekend I worked out for the first time since the wedding. Stop your judging right now, you skinny people.

I was hungry and it was cold outside.

It’s finally beautiful outside again and I can’t use my seasonal depression excuse anymore so I had to start running again. I don’t plan on giving up now that I’m married, but I just needed a moment to get over my bitterness of dieting for months leading up to the wedding. Truth is, I go a little nutty if I don’t run on a regular basis, but recently I learned that I have to lose more weight just so I can get fat and pregnant.

What is that crap?!

According to the “experts,” I’m considered “overweight” and apparently it’s “safer” to get pregnant when you’re “healthy.”

I would just like to take this moment to point out that I weigh 10 pounds less than both of my beautiful thin sisters.

And I’m the chubby one.

Whatever.