Today is the 17th consecutive day I've been to the gym or spent an hour whacking a shuttlecock with a badminton trainer (one day I actually spent an hour in the gym and played badminton).
I feel stronger. The first day I could hardly finish 45 minutes on the treadmill (walk on a slight incline). Now I do 60 minutes of brisk walking with a steep incline and hardly break a sweat. Naks.
I sleep better. No longer do I toss and turn before being able to fall asleep. I hit the sack, read a bit, fall into dreamland. Like clockwork.
My clothes fit better. It's not dramatic, but shirts seem to fall better on me now. Jeans zip up easier.
I HAVE LOST NO WEIGHT.
I weigh EXACTLY what I did 17 days ago. This is f*cking unbelievable.
But I am unfazed, will be back tomorrow, and then the day after that.
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