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My first thought was "Disappointed" but I was wrong

Today I was supposed to weigh and measure myself, according to the program I'm following. And I always measure first and let the suspense build for weigh-in. Why? Don't ask me I'm just a weirdo like that!!
So I measure and I see decrease here and there. Sweet. I feel good. Numbers don't lie, there's changes happening in me. I mean, except in my belly. That belly pouch is a bitch.
Finally, I stepped on the scale- I was pumped! I could see  that I wasn't as bloated and the measurements proved (almost) everywhere was getting smaller!!

1lb down from the last weigh-in....? :(
My coach texted me an hour later to ask how the 2 day cleanse went and to hear about my results...


My response was then : "Disappointed isn't the right word, because I really don't know what to expect form MY journey with the products" She agreed. 

BOTTOM LINE: If you see a girl on Instagram who has a beautiful body, use it as your motivation, not as a comparison. Work hard to achieve your own dream body, not someone else's body. A big part of a fitness journey is actually learning to love yourself for who you are.

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