11 WEEKS
... and tomorrow marks 11 weeks.
I've shed an inch off my waist, two from my belly, three-quarters from my thighs. My strength is coming back.
After those first few weeks at the gym some sort of muscle-memory must've kicked in, because all of a sudden the weight and repetitions I was originally struggling with doubled.
On the drive home Monday I thought, "If you'd not stopped drinking, you'd be drunk right now—and out of shape and feeling really shitty about that."
I've shed an inch off my waist, two from my belly, three-quarters from my thighs. My strength is coming back.
After those first few weeks at the gym some sort of muscle-memory must've kicked in, because all of a sudden the weight and repetitions I was originally struggling with doubled.
On the drive home Monday I thought, "If you'd not stopped drinking, you'd be drunk right now—and out of shape and feeling really shitty about that."
posted by Lee at 6:43 AM
1 Comments:
CONGRATS Lee, that is so big. It sounds like you are discovering a new way to completely love you. I am so proud of you.
You started your own journey. What a beautiful path it is. :)
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