Sep 18 2008
Skinny Bitch Drops a Pant Size
I swear I am such a ding bat sometimes. I never did check back in after the Isagenix 9 Day Cleanse! Let me just say that things are insane around here right now. I have not sold a house in months which means I have not been PAID in months. So I am spending most of my time writing for Demand Studios because I need money. This means less time for blogging. Not fair, but the world isn’t always a fair place. Just ask Hillary Clinton. So anyway, here’s the skinny.
There is something oddly addicting about the Isagenix 9 Day Cleanse. For me, there was, anyway. I tend to be an addictive type anyway, living in extremes. So naturally I would respond this way. You know, there are shake days and juice days. On shake days you are allowed one sensible meal a day and two of their shakes. On juice day it’s nothing but juice and while on the juice days I went crazy. Suddenly I became a master chef. Everything I cooked for the Fam on those days looked and smelled amazing. I think because my sense of chew wasn’t being used, my sense of smell was heightened. It was brutal.
I wanted nothing more than for the shake days to come back so I could eat my delicious peppers and hummus. But when shake day came, I craved the juice days. The thin feeling, the light headedness, the whole enchilada. Minus the enchilada. Seriously I would like to have juice days every week. They just feel good.
Back to the results.
There were immediate inches lost, as I suspected their would be, due to the water loss. It always goes like that. But about half way through I was wearing some capri pants and Hubby one day said, “holy crap your calves are half their size”. By the end of the cleanse I was wearing my size smaller pants. Still am. That is exciting!
As aforementioned, I haven’t had a check in months so I can’t buy more Isagenix which is a STINKER because in the five years that I have gained this weight I have tried too many programs to count and this is the first one that worked. It is at the top of my list, though, as soon I get my next commission.
I guess I was reminded to write this by the cookies and milk I am snacking on at the moment. I better hide under the covers tonight so those lost inches can’t find me!




