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The Progress I Have Made

I originally shared this on my social media accounts. As a matter of fact, I have shared the majority of my fitness progress on Instagram, but I've finally decided to move forward with blogging all of it. From February 2018 to June 2018 I lost around 10lbs, a ton of body fat and gained some muscle. You may not be able to tell the difference, but I can. I probably would've lost more by now if I could stay away from ice cream and cookies. I was already pretty bad about staring at myself in the mirror (I guess that's where my daughter gets it from), but now I really can't stay away from it. More than how I look, I'm enjoying how I feel. I've lost inches everywhere except my arms. My arms have actually grown about an inch, my biceps are getting ridiculous💪. It feels good to feel good, which is why I started exercising. 

Now it is September 15 and I have since lost an additional 10lbs. I don't have a goal weight. My weight isn't my biggest concern and it isn't what I have in mind while I'm exercising. I just want to be at my best. Move like I mean it. Move like it matters. 




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