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It's About To Get Real...

Last week, Coach and I finished the Advocare 10 day cleanse. Honestly, it was a TON easier than I thought it would be. Basically, you take the pills, fiber drink and eat as much veggies, fruits and lean proteins as you please. The goal is to try and cut out as much bad fats, white starches and sugars as possible. I'm not really a huge sweets-girl (I can hear my mother saying I'm not her daughter as I write this) so the sugar part wasn't terrible. And since its summer and fruit is delicious and cheap, it worked out perfectly when I needed a little sweetness in my life. The hardest part for me was starches. I LOVE chips, fries, mashed potatoes, potatoes of any kind. And 10 days with a potato was KILLER. Basically, every morning I ate a banana or apple. For lunch everyday, I had spinach with either grilled chicken or salmon and lemon juice instead of dressing(which is delicious BTW). For dinner, I tried to make it at least a little interesting. One night, I made turkey burgers on butter lettuce instead of buns, with baked sweet potato "fries". Another night, I made Mexican chicken salad, with shredded chicken, black beans, tomatoes, green pepper and jalapeno, corn and onions.

I also started doing yoga to try and strengthen my back. Now when I say yoga, I mean the Jillian Michael's Yoga Meltdown DVD. I can embarrassingly say that I used to make fun of people who did workout videos. However. This is insane. It's like if yoga and plyometrics had a baby who does steroids. The first time I did the workout, I'm pretty sure she tried to kill me. And I've worked out my whole life (well, most of it anyway)!

I've lost 11 pounds since August 1st. No lie. In 10 days, I was 11 pounds down. Even more surprisingly, it's been over a week since the cleanse ended and I've kept it off. Like I've said in this post, my hormones are so out of whack that my weight fluctuates daily, and that's still the case, but it's no where near 10 pounds and I truly feel better. That's really what this was all about. And will continue to be about.

I didn't do the cleanse to necessarily lose weight, although that was a welcome surprise, but more so to jump start a lifestyle change. I know how corny that sounds, I just rolled my eyes writing it. In my adult years, I've finally realized I like vegetables and can tolerate foods that aren't necessarily my favorite. And not to say I won't indulge in a burger with a fried egg (mmmmmm) every once in awhile but I really feel so much better not putting a bunch of crap in my body. 


And this is where it gets real. 

Like I said, this is about a lifestyle change. This really all started because I wanted to feel better. In general. About my body. Energy-wise. Just better. This isn't about starving myself to get to some insanely low number on a scale. This is a daily struggle for me, being comfortable with myself and I think that's something a lot of people can relate to. So I've decided to keep trying to get healthier, maybe lose a few pounds on the way and to publish my results on this here blog. Yeah, that's a bit terrifying.. Here goes nothing...
As of 6:15 this morning, I weighed in at 151 lbs. I'm really not worried about that number, but I understand that my body at 151 isn't necessarily the same as someone else's at 151. I also understand that that means prior to my cleanse, I was at 162. Wait. Can you hear me sobbing a little bit over here? Don't mind me... I understand that everyone carries weight differently, my legs are pretty much solid muscle but that is definitely the heaviest I've ever been in my life. And I realized how crappily (Is that even a word? It is now.) I've been taking care of myself. I can genuinely say I dont ever remember weighing less than 130, and I'm pretty sure I came out of the womb at 135. 135 is where I feel my healthiest, my strongest and my hottest (let's be honest). So that's my goal.

I'll do my best to document this journey on the blog, via pictures, recipes and posts about both triumphs and failures. I want to be as transparent as possible to hold myself accountable and possibly encourage someone to be comfortable in their own skin, even if they aren't exactly where they were or where they want to be. Maybe even get some friends to join in?!?! Either way, we got this!

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