Well, I made it. Woot! One whole month of eating well thanks to Sprout Right, and doing Jillian’s Michael’s shred but let’s face it, I only really got two good weeks in there. I came out of the gate like a champion filly and slowly faded like a glue factory horse thanks to allergies that evolved into a charming sinus cold.
Nothing stops me dead in my tracts like a sinus cold although I’m sure my family loves it (if they can ignore the whining) because I’m all about serving them grilled cheese and movies in bed so I don’t have to move too much. My husband had hockey practice on Wednesday and I couldn’t muster enough energy to get the kids to bed so I propped up my computer with a Scooby Doo movie to the delight of my three-year old, and handed my iPhone to my five-year old to play games, and just sank into a delicious Sudafed coma. They eventually just got bored and fell asleep around me like feral cats.
The month was anything but a failure though.
I did manage to avoid fast food for whole month and considering I often say, “let’s just order a meat lover’s pizza with extra cheese.” that’s a pretty big deal.
I also managed to do 21 days of the Shred which is about 20 days more than I would have done if I hadn’t told you guys about it. I really can’t believe how much my fitness level increased in that short amount of time – I especially notice a difference in my strength and cardio but I still can’t do those stupid, fucking plank jacks. They are just wrong.
My plan is to keep it up three days a week once my head doesn’t hurt if I tip it forward so I will be shredded before you know it.
I lost 5 solid pounds (7 depending on the time of day I weigh myself and the Sudafed dehydrating effects this week) and almost 2 inches off my thighs and hips, an inch off my chest and a whole 3-and-a-half inches off my waist which is unbelievable. My jeans fit right out of the wash – no deep knee bends to work them in or anything.
My husband lost over 12 pounds. I’m pretty sure it’s more by now but he’s scared to tell me (and he damn well should be.)
I have also learned many valuable lessons like never let myself get hungry. This rule is similar to never talking about Fight Club or getting a Gremlin wet because I make some really bad decisions when I’m hungry and I’m surprising reasonable when I’m not walking around starving. Kate Moss always says that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels and I would argue that hot dog water tastes better than skinny feels when I’m hungry although, I don’t make my living from being a supermodel and I don’t snort a pillow case of coke every Tuesday so we’re probably coming at this from a different place.
Amazingly, I didn’t find it all that difficult once I got over the hump of the first three days so I’m really keen to keep it up. Go me, right?!
So thank you to all of you for your constant words of support and for holding me accountable. There’s no way I could have done any of this without you. I’ll keep chipping away at it and I’ll update you periodically but, in the meantime, all you pregnant ladies keep on trucking and know that if I can get this off, anyone can.