Hi All,
I properly started Queening on Sept 13th this year having done some of the insta workouts through lockdown. I hopped on the VengaBus and made a contract to myself, wrote down what I wanted to change, why I wanted to change it, stood on the scales, took my measurements, the whole shabang. I tracked my food consumption weekly based on nuitrionist advice, wrote down what I felt went well and what didn't, what I wanted to improve, established a new goal and started the week fresh. Except I noticed I was jumping on the scales more frequently...and I didn't like it. Not the numbers that were being shown, just the mentality that I needed to get validation from this innate object. So on Oct 12th I decided I wouldn't track my food, I wouldn't jump up on the scales and that I would live my life for 2 weeks as an experiment to see what would happen. The only constant was the workouts. I made sure to do at least 3 but I tried to do every workout, even if it was over 3 days just because I fricking love and enjoy them!
Of course wouldn't you know they'd be incredibly stressful days in work, early and late calls, sleep pattern all over the shop, no routine with eating and doing workouts at very random times (think the latest was finishing about 9.30pm - no wonder I wasn't sleeping properly).
Today, 13 days later I decided right - lets see the damage. And like that, the few lbs that I had lost were back and I was back at the start weight. I was angry at myself. I worked hard and my hard work wasn't being reflected. It didn't really make sense as I'm feeling more toned, I'm definitely stronger, I'm more confident, I've noticed some of my clothes are more comfortable. Thought right, let's do the measurements because if it's gone this badly this quickly, let's properly see the damage.
I've lost 6.75 inches in 6 weeks...AND I'm bloated doing the measurements too. I am fricking delighted!!! I've realised the last few years I have always equated success in health and fitness to what that bitch told me. Which is ridiculous! I've gotten the results I've wanted before by focusing on wanting to be fitter and healthier...not skinnier. Back then I never weighed myself, only went by how my clothes felt and how many burpies I could do in a minute (which back then really was a lot...oh the memories).
So the bitch has been silenced! I might weigh myself sporadically but honestly, the fact that a dress which wouldn't go down over my thighs now does (granted it's VERY tight :D ) was a winning moment for me today!
Happy Tuesday Ladies!!!
