Because I have been so faithful I decided I owed myself a treat. So I will not tell you a lie: on Saturday night I indulged in
Today I stepped on the scale and was absolutely appalled to see I've put on two pounds. So it probably did hurt. A lot.
Every day for the past week I have sweated my ass off. I'm walking around trying to ignore the fact that it feels like I have steel rods inserted in my thighs. Although it can be tiring and each night I need a hot bath to relieve the strain I am putting on my aching muscles, I'm actually enjoying the work-outs and the challenge of this program.
Did I think I would see results instantly? No, I didn't. And I keep trying to tell myself that muscle weighs more than fat; however I know that you don't build muscle up in a week. However I do know that this shred is not your typical work out program and I actually feel different already. They have promised that results will be achieved quicker than if I were just working out at the gym, because of the stress that is put on the body. Andy has reported that my legs are already feeling firmer and maybe they are. I'm not sure. I'm just confused at this moment and time. Part of me wants to quit, but I won't. I will see this through and find out for myself how 'real' this shred is.
I will try to ignore the scales and if I come out of this down a size in clothing and much stronger, then I will feel like it all hasn't been for nothing.