Every Damn Day.

On November 1, 2011 I started my very first 21 day challenge.  Prior to the challenge, I was frustrated with months of not getting pregnant and started to wonder if my weight had anything to do with it.  I knew my obsessive personality needed something other than getting pregnant to obsess about.  Losing weight seemed like a healthy alternative.

I had read somewhere that it takes 21 days to make/break a habit and, so, the 21 day challenge was born.

21 days of working out every day for at least 30 minutes.
21 days of tracking every SINGLE thing that I put in my mouth.
21 days of no alcohol or soda.

Surprise. Surprise.  It worked.

In 21 days, I lost 6 pounds. 6 pounds that jump started my weight loss and motivation.

I also made healthy habits.  

For six months, I continued to work out at least 5-6 days a week. I even trained for and ran a 10 mile race.  For six months, I continued to track what I ate.  While I did reintroduce alcohol, I didn't over-indulge and I would ALWAYS track it.

By April 2012, I was down 20 pounds total.  

But, then, something else happened in April.

I called to make my first infertility appointment.

Over the course of the past 5 months, my habits have been broken.

After my IUIs I was so scared to run because of cramping, that I eventually just stopped.  Unfortunately, I never really picked it back up after the two week waits were over.

Visits from the Bloody Baron would result in comforting food and beer and wine.  Hi, my name is Katie, and I am an emotional eater.

I now have 3-5 pounds (depending on the day) to show for it and I can barely run 3 miles.

Tomorrow is a new day.  Tomorrow I will start a new 21 day challenge.

Raise your water glass to healthy habit making. 

Cheers!