I know. I KNOW. There’s no reason I can’t achieve the milestone I’ve been pining for since forever, except for myself.
So let’s discuss. INSANITY! I powered through the first month like a pro, waking up early in the morning and jumping around the living room like an idiot every day before work. It was exhausting, but very fulfilling.
The scale hasn’t budged, but I definitely notice some amazing results. I see and feel muscles in my body that I didn’t even know existed. I feel fantastic. And my favorite result? I can do push ups. A LOT of them! Few things makes me feel better about *me* than accomplishing a physical milestone. Push ups! It makes me feel fierce.
Then came Week 6. Which corresponded with another pretty large milestone…