Here we are at the middle of February, I'm pretty grossed out by this photo. This year I've done a lot of thinking and planning and complaining. I'm going to be 30 this year. Seriously, 30. 3-0. I'm so tired of being fat. I've worked and gained, worked and gained. I had to have a serious conversation with myself, and yes it occurred out loud, about if I actually wanted to lose the weight or not. The answer is, yes I do.
So I've been working my tail off. I've been pulling off back to back classes at HotBox, monitoring everything I ate and I think it's paying off. I'm down 9 pounds, 1 inch in my waist, 3 inches in my hips, 2 inches in my chest.
This is me this morning. I can tell a difference in my mid-section. I'm not pulling at this shirt, it's one of my faves, like I used to. I'm sleeping a lot better, even though the last couple days haven't been. I have tons more energy. I did 4 straight days of back to back classes, it would have been 5 if the weather on Friday hadn't shut down Nashville. Won't happen this week either, because of MUMFORD AND SONS!!! I'm still going everyday. Put up or shut up, you know?
My best friend and I are starting a vegan detox for the next 21 days. I'm making sure to get a lot protein needed for my active lifestyle and not eating anything processed. I went shopping at Whole Foods today and spent less on groceries than I normally do. I even bought a liter of coconut water, almonds and cashews in bulk and grind-your-own almond butter. Economically, this detox has me sold. We'll see how I feel at the end of the first week. No caffeine may kill me. No coffee?
I'll keep you updated.