According to women’s body shape charts I’ve always been a rectangular shape which is just a nice way to say there’s an acute lack of curvature. Combined with an abundance of height you get a shape most described as “bean pole.” While I’ve never been muscular in any sense of the word for most of my adult life thus far I have been toned in a tall skinny white girl way. However I just (2 weeks ago) had my second child and even though I ate healthy and exercised throughout the pregnancy I also managed to gain forty-seven pounds. Yes you read that correctly. FORTY-SEVEN POUNDS. Needless to say I haven’t lost the majority of that weight and honestly I truly don’t want to. When I was twelve I tried for months to gain weight so that I could sit in the coveted “front seat” of the car. (you had to be 100+ lbs) In the past few years I’ve struggled to maintain a healthy weight because when I become stressed or sick pounds seem to disappear. For the first time in my life I have what my husband calls curves. None of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit because I’ve gained in my hips, hiney, middle and chest. And I like it. My husband likes it a lot. So even though I’m starting an exercise blog it won’t be filled with tips on how to lose weight and melt away pounds. This will be an online journal tracking my fitness adventures and I’m on a quest for core strength, metabolic fitness, and increased endurance not skinny minny. Been there done that and it doesn’t feel as good as physical health. Pinky swear