On 13th September, at 6:21am, exactly, I did day 30 of the 30 Day Shred.
I didn't think I'd ever reach day 10 when I started, let alone day 30. More so, I didn't think I would be able to do it 30 days straight.
I had days where I almost gave up, days where I was tired, days where I was struggling in other areas of my life, days where I was feeling lazy, days where I just plain-old didn't want to do it.
The last ten days were by far the hardest, not just because Level Three is particularly evil, but because my body was tired. I was wearing myself out and I'd not had the time to recover for a month. Believe me it showed. I found my tendons were really tight, to the point that walking normally felt strange and I didn't feel like I could fully straighten my legs.
I'd also started feeling a bit sick after some sessions. It was hard.
But I did it.
This post is long overdue, mainly because, for me, I still had one challenge left. Could I wear a bikini on holiday?
Some of you may read this and think nothing of wearing a two-piece in the sun. But my stomach has tens of stretch marks and it's a bit of a saggy mess - still. I packed two bikinis and a tankini and I remember putting one on once we reached our room. My face fell a little and I remember biting my lip and presenting myself to Stephen. He told me I looked great, but still the sarong went on. I had to face my mum first, who I knew would be honest with me.
She told me I looked great, but was honest and said that, if I still didn't feel comfortable, I had to keep going when I got back from holiday. And she was right.
Below is my before and after shots. I have an odd tan line from wearing different bikini bottoms earlier on in my holiday, and I am holding in my tummy and I have tucked that odd wobbly bit into my bikini bottoms. I have cellulite. I have frankly massive arms and legs.
Stats-wise, I will never share my weight as I weigh a lot more than the average bear, but in terms of inches I lost:
- 4 off my stomach.
- 4 off my bum.
- 1.5 off each arm.
- 2 off each thigh.
I know it's not perfect, but it's my body. And I'm proud of it. It's taken a lot of courage to post these photographs. I don't walk with my head held high. So please don't be mean. By all means, you can think I'm fat, but don't tell me. I need to keep my determination up because...
...I'm doing the Shred again. This month. As part of Shredtober.
I hadn't quite realised the effect that my Shred story had on other people, and now lots of amazing people, mums or not, are doing Shredtober. Set up by the lovely Lisa and, bafflingly, inspired by me.
I trimmed up and changed my body and my confidence, but knowing that other ladies are doing the same as a result is the most amazing thing of all when you think about it.
So come on, if I can do it, you can do it. If you feel like me, then join in with Shredtober. You have a family of Shred Sisters who have got your back.