I put myself on a diet. That's right, the four letter D word. I don't normally have to diet. I eat healthy, for the most part. And I don't have that much to lose. So I gave myself the generous 1800-2200 calorie range and decided to just focus on healthy foods, and counting calories. I realize that this seems like a lot of calories for a 'diet', but since I'm running 35+ miles a week right now, and I'm 5'8, this is a fitting target range for me. And coming from someone who is used to munch, munch, munching throughout the day, it takes a great deal of willpower for me to stick to the plan. In fact, I have to write down what I eat, otherwise I would definitely "accidentally" cheat.
I'm thrilled to report that it's been working splendidly. I'm down 5 pounds, and only have 4 more to go! And already my running feels so much lighter, and my joints recover from my long runs much faster. My hope is that I can get down to my prepregnancy weight (which also happens to be my happy marathon weight - the weight at which I feel strong for marathons, yet light enough that I don't carry a lot extra into the race) by Halloween. Why by Halloween? Because if my weight is stable in the happy zone by then, I can indulge in some of those Reeses miniature cups that I love so dearly. Without guilt.
Bring it on.