Okay kids, here’s my fun event for the summer!
Okay, it’s probably going to be more eventful for me, though I’m not entirely sure how “fun” it may be.
As some of you may know, water and I have a bit of a love/hate relationship. I’ve always been a drink-when-you’re-thirsty kinda gal and I’m rarely thirsty. Unless it’s wine, cause then it’s game on. But really, even back when I drank sodas, diet or non, I never could finish them. It used to be a daily occurrence for me to stop at Circle-K, get a 32oz Diet Dr. Pepper or Diet Mt. Dew and by the end of the work day it was almost always still half full. I DO eat a lot of fresh fruit and veggies, that’s never not been a thing in my life, and I know that does help with your water intake. But the idea of drinking 64oz of water a day has always seemed impossible.
So the boyfriend and I are going to do a water challenge. At first, I was going to do it by myself, but Matt wanted to join in. Probably because I’ve been hassling him about how much Mt. Dew he drinks and he’s tired of me saying “Because you don’t listen to me” when he complains about how he isn’t losing any weight even though he walks 20k+ steps a day (too much Mt. Dew AND he only eats once a day, but that’s a whole other post).
So today, starting June 1st, Matt and I are going to attempt to drink 150oz of water a day. I can’t even comprehend drinking this much fluid, again, unless it’s wine. Come to think of it, I may very well have actually had 150oz of wine in one day before…
Anyway, I was going to do this for 30 days initially. Then the Saturday before my birthday I had a horrible day. I was editing my Pineapple Coconut Sangria video and hated the way I looked from a side angle, one of my dogs got out and proceeded to terrorize the neighborhood for 4 hours, I was turning 30… it was just too much for me in one day and I cried. I cried because Bailey was being an asshole and wouldn’t come back in the house. Because my neighbor kept yelling at me for not being able to get her in the house. Because I was leaving my 20s and am still not sure where my life is going. Because I realized I’d let myself go. And that last bit was the hardest to swallow. I was just baffled at how far I’d fallen from almost 2 years ago when I was starting to get my health in line to here. It was a reality check.
So I thought, let’s go back to basics. How did I get where I was the first time? 21 Day Fix. That program did wonders for me but I remembered how hard it was the first 10 days and I was mad at myself for making myself go through that again. Then, the other day, I was talking to my friend Julie about my plans and I mentioned that after 3 rounds of 21DF, I got P90 but I actually got BORED with it because it was too easy for me at the time.
Perfect. Not only will it help me get my strength back where it needs to be but the program is NINETY DAYS. So for 90 days I’m going to attempt to drink 150oz of water a day.
So. It’s almost 7pm and I’ve, so far, only managed to consume 30oz of water. This is probably going to be harder than I realize.