In day 3 I hit the wall. I was suffering from compound soreness.
I felt hungry for the first time. My body was beat to a pulp. I feel like the walking dead.
Unfortunately my cooler head did not prevail over my tumultuous stomach on Wednesday night. I had book club meeting. I brought chicken skewers, totally safe to eat. Is that all I ate, sadly no. I didn't over eat, bonus I guess.
On the plus side (or minus) I am down about 4 pounds since Monday.
On day 4 (thru) I missed my alarm. I came home from book club at 10:30 (late) so 4:45 was just too early. I went to the 9am class instead. No hunger, in fact I forgot to eat, weird. Soreness subsided and I felt somewhat normal.
I am looking forward to the workout break this weekend. Bummer is the weekend is when hubby works so not much resting will happen with a dirty house and 2 active boys (and baseball both days).
Saturday is cheat day. I am worried that it will undo all the work I accomplished this week.
4 days down, 17 to go.