That's right. I did it! 21 days of measuring food, counting calories, and working out. In case you missed it, I talked about 21 Day Fix here.
My last day was Nov. 9th. And in full disclosure, I couldn't wait for the 9th to arrive. I was pretty over it. And so was Mike. I'm sure if you ask him, he would say he missed having yummy food in the house and was pretty fed with my irritability and whining. But he was a trooper and supported me all the way. Which helped so, so much. There were days that I wanted to not work out but he encouraged me to march my butt upstairs and get it done. Towards the end of my three weeks, I know I got moody easily and couldn't be around any good food without complaining. There might even have been tears.
Let's get to the good part. The part that makes all of this worth it. The results. I'm sure you are excited to hear how many pounds I lost. Well... I didn't weigh myself before because I was too scared of what I would see. So I don't have an answer. Before you start, the plan wants you to weigh yourself, take "before" pictures, and measure parts of your body. The "before" pictures were also out of the question. What I did do is take my measurements.
I lost an inch off my waist and one of my thighs. Just one. Everything else was the same. I was definitely expecting something slightly more dramatic. I know it was only 21 days but I worked harder than ever before in my life and was hoping to see a little bit more reward. Womp.
As discouraging as those second measurements were, I know this takes work. And so I am sticking with it. That means I am taking a few days off and planning to restart on Monday.