So.
3 weeks in and I have lost 6 pounds!
SIX!
Six is great, but with how hard I’ve been working at it, one would think I’d be my dream size now.
But not so much.
My 6 week goal is 12 pounds total, but I am sensing a resistance. Per usual, when I get to this point on the scale my body freaks out a little. She digs in her nails and tries to hang on. I feel like I’ll be lucky if I lose 3 more. But I will press on because literally, less is NOT more!
(Speaking of… there are 3 weeks left – join with me in the Kickstart Your Weight Loss Community Challenge. There is still time to join me and a community of people working toward the same goal. And it’s not just about weight loss, but getting your sexy healthy back.)
Because I didn’t get to blather in the video, I’ll blather here: In the last 3 weeks I reduced calories (avg of 1200 daily), upped my exercise (when I exercise, I can eat more!), made 2 doctor appointments, had 1 blood draw, am back on my thyroid medication and some progesterone (my body doesn’t really make that for me… something about stress and my sad little adrenals, and schtuff)… I don’t eat after 7, and am drinking plenty of water.
Things I didn’t intend to change, but have as a result of counting calories:
- No butter. Not that I ate much anyway. Maybe a tablespoon a day. But, when keeping calories low, spending 100 calories on a pat of butter… NO. I’m HUNGRY. Gimme chicken.
- No alcohol. Not that I drink that much. Maybe a glass of wine a few nights a week. This all goes back to appeasing the belly… If I’m hungry, I’m not going to have a glass of wine. Or a beer. Gimme a cup of my ground turkey chili!
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