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My 12 Week challenge

After having Luka I managed to lose quite a bit of weight in a very short space of time, and then NOTHING...not a single gram and it sort of stayed there.

So last weekend I decided to give my weight loss a jump start, I bought the USN 12 week challenge starter pack and on Monday the 19th of September 2011 Gerhard and I started.  Oh my goodness, it is only when you start with a very focused exercise plan do you realise how unfit and out of shape you are.

On Tuesday I could not walk.  My legs hurt like hell.  You alternate core and abdominal exercises every day, so my tummy pretty much hurt the entire week.  You exercise 6 days a week, and we did!  I was super proud of us.  The food is more than enough, you must just plan in advance and shop as well. 

The supplements give you loads of energy and you do not have any energy dips / blood sugar drops.  I am fully energised, I actually go to bed an entire 2 hours later than before, I feel great.

So yesterday I got on the scale, lost 2 kilograms, 4 cm's around my middle, 3 cm's around my thighs and 1 cm around my calves.  Man oh man, I am super stoked.  Watch this space...

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