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I kept telling myself that 24 hours after it started, I should be fine. Makes sense, right? So on Tuesday morning, I got up early and got dressed for the gym. I ate my oats and berries and texted Natasha. I didn't know what I was going to do at the gym, but I felt like I could conquer the world. But when I got there, I was weak and 10 minutes at a slow walk on the treadmill had me shaking. Yuck. I hadn't realized how bad I looked until my boss made a comment at work about how it looked like I'd lost 5-10 pounds over night, practically. He's probably right, I'm sure I did in water weight alone. My watch was easily twisting completely around on my wrist.
What About the Challenge?
So obviously, being sick like this has set me back a bit. I haven't been able to really work out yet and as of today, Wednesday, it seems like my normal appetite is coming back. It stinks that this happened, but I'm not stopping. I want that better me. I want it for myself, so I'm desperately ready to give it everything I've got and get back in the game.I'm not stopping yet!
=) Amanda