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IT. IS. FINISHED!!

Well, we're officially done with this round of the 21 day fix! I thought it was Monday, but hubbins gently showed me that 21 days would end Sunday. Suh-weeeet!

I'm sure you're all chomping at the bit to get our results... Ready??



I lost 13.3 lbs, and the bearded wonder lost 27 lbs. TWENTY-SEVEN. As in an average of 9 lbs a week! I can't get over it. I mean I'm pumped about my weight loss, because 13 is still an incredible amount to lose in 3 weeks, but he literally lost twice as much! I'm also down 9 inches and he's down 14. GOOD LORD, Y'ALL.

We're endorsed by The Rock. True story. (Thanks Reaction Gifs!)

I'm so unbelievably proud of him, and of me, really. We've both worked really hard on this (though he's worked harder- I can't lie. =P ) and we have the results to show it.

So while we're saying we're officially done for this week, we're kicking up round 2 this coming Monday. We don't really have a reason not to. We're not as strict on things this week, but definitely next week will be kicked back into full on Fix mode. I've still had my shake for breakfast, I still brought fix-approved food for work today... With the food in our kitchen, we just have fix-approved food, so why not just keep on with it?

Some helpful hints from the other side that I feel no one warned me about...

Dishes. You're going to do so many freaking dishes. You'll probably do them every day. It's annoying, and tiring, and probably expensive since you're going to use your little tab thingies in the dishwasher every time. For us, there's 2 of us doing it so that's double the containers for meals at work. I had 1 small bowl for cottage cheese & pineapple, another bowl for my lunch, a small container for hummus. 3 bowls, plus the 5 Fix cups used to measure it out, times 2 (since it's for 2 people), and you suddenly have a lot of dishes from 1 day.

Walls. You're going to metaphorically run into them, unless you're amazing at cooking/prepping ALL of your food already. And working out daily on top of that. I told you all last week that I was losing steam. I loved the results (even though they slowed down greatly from week 1), but seriously- so much effort is put into this. We'd make a huge batch of brown rice once a week, cook a roasted chicken once a week, cook veggies every couple of days, etc. Before we start next week, I want to make a huge batch of turkey meatballs and turkey burgers so we'll have them to grab quickly throughout the next round and hopefully spare us some "on the fly" prep.

Support. Seriously, the support makes such a huge difference. Find someone to do it with you if you're single. We don't have a "coach" or anything, so we've just leaned heavily on each other. It's made a world of difference. We'll be your support if you need it! :D

SO. Here we are, 40 lbs lighter and 23 inches smaller between the 2 of us. In 3 weeks. It's kind of crazy, but we're really happy and generally don't feel deprived of anything. We went to the movies last night, had a "treat" meal, and we're back to normal today. I feel like a lot of my mentality towards food has changed. I don't feel the need to eat ALL THE THINGS I can find. It's kinda nice. =)

Care to join us on February 8?? Round 2 of 21 Day Fix is starting! :D

xo
A Redhead

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  1. You guys are amazing!

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  2. How do you feel? Aside from proud of yourself (at least, you better be) and happy about the losses (woot!). Do you have more energy, etc?

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    1. If I get enough sleep, I definitely have more energy. (I say this because regardless of how much sleep I got before, I was *ALWAYS* tired.)
      I feel less bloated, my skin doesn't feel tight and uncomfortable, and in general I don't feel so... bleh. =P

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  3. Awesome results! Can't wait to see how you guys progress through round 2!

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