At the beginning of September, I was toying with the idea of signing up to compete in a boxing charity event for people in my industry. For weeks, I was agonizing about whether or not to do it. I knew it would be a serious undertaking to learn how to box, let alone balance a high-stress job at the same time. I had heard that people who get accepted actually get about $10,000 worth of training and meal plan education. Plus, once it’s all over, you’d be a certified amateur boxer. That seems like a pretty amazing opportunity to me! So I tried out, because why the hell not? Free abs? Hell YES!
Tryouts lasted two weeks, and I literally had my ASS KICKED by a trainer who made me do sprints, burpees, pushups, and run up this giant motherf*cking hill. There were moments where I wanted to cry and puke at the same time. At this point, I was still unsure if I wanted to commit to two-and-a-half months of intense training and meal plans, but I knew it would be an experience that would change my life forever.
One day I got an email that said I made the cut. I had a sinking feeling and butterflies in my stomach all at once. I was like, holy shit. This is it. This is real. Are you in or out?
I was in. SO in. I had to sign a contract saying that I would raise $1,000 for Movember, sell a $2,500 table to the event, and NOT drop out. Because if I did, it could mess up everyone else’s fights. At least for the girls, anyway.
Fast forward to me getting the meal plan. At this time, I weighed 175 pounds (TMI? Meh.), although I didn’t really look like I weighed that much. We took a class with a nutritionist and I learned A LOT. Like that there’s SO much fat in one tablespoon of olive oil! Or that stuffed turkey peppers are like, the smartest way to get all your protein, carbs, and veggies all in one.
I’m not gonna lie. It was a little difficult for me to adjust to the meal plan. Tilapia and me don’t mix. Greek yogurt is the devil. And GODDAMN, six meals a day?? If I wasn’t eating, I was constantly peeing from the gallon of water I had to down. Truth be told, it made it really hard to get my actual job done.
After two weeks, we got to have some fun with our meal plans. (Still no sweets or treats though!) I started to get more efficient during Sunday meal prep (from 3.5 hours down to 2.5) and discovered some new meals that I’m sure will be staples in my diet once I’m done. But the best part? I lost 14 pounds in 12 days. 14 POUNDS IN 12 DAYS! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!
Slowly but surely, I was losing one pound or two each week from there on out. In total, I lost 19 pounds at my most – more than any other girl in the program! I lost so much weight, in fact, that I have to GAIN four pounds by fight night. Hello burgers and ice cream!
I could go on and on about Agency Wars – this blog would be pages long if I told you everything! But the main thing I wanted to discover was how expensive this experience would be. I wanted to know how much I’d have to spend to get abs. That’s why I tracked my expenses for the month of October. Here’s what it came out to. (You might want to sit down.)
OTHER (Boxing licence, uniform, etc.)
GOOD LORD. Going into this, I had no idea I would have to spend that much. But at the end of the day, I’m in the best shape of my life, I have better knowledge of nutrition, and I’ve made so many friends in the process. I’ve achieved a better work-life balance, better time management, and have found a pretty amazing outlet for all my rage, hahah.
This was truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I’m so grateful that I was even given the chance to participate. No matter the outcome of the fight, in my mind, I’ve already won 🙂