So today is weigh-in and measurements day. I'll update the post later but the long and the short of it is that I've lost 0.9kgs and precisely 0cm. I can't pretend that I'm not disappointed by that fact.
Now, the logical part of my brain says that I'm currently at a time of the month when a woman will be retaining water and therefore bloated but I'm still upset. Barring my rest day on a Saturday, I don't skip days. I workout morning and night and I don't eat crap. Yet, I had one treat day last Saturday and the scales haven't budged since then. It's like I've been paying all week for Saturday night.
Again, the logical part of my brain says that it's more than likely related to my cycle and I'll probably have a big loss next week but the unreasonable part of my brain is screaming "that's not fair! I want a big loss for my big effort!".
Anyway, despite my disappointment, I still did my Ripped workout this morning and I'll still do Rush this evening and I'll still get up at stupid o'clock tomorrow morning to do Exhilarate and so on...it's just what I do now. Eventually my body and the scales will catch up, I guess.
Two different people at work yesterday told me that they saw me from a distance from the side and one said she didn't recognise me, the other said that "even from a distance, I could see the change!".
So I apologise for my sulky post and I do know this is working and I still love, love, love what I'm doing. I just feel like being a brat today. Let's blame it on hormones!