Week one, I felt it. Workouts that had felt like going through the motions were genuinely hard again.
Week two, my energy shifted. Sleeping better. Moving better. Just feeling better.
Week three, I started noticing it in the mirror. Shoulders more defined. Waist tighter. Face leaner. The kind of changes that show up when you're talking to someone up close.
By week six, she noticed.
She mentioned I looked different. Started asking what I'd been doing. Then the flirting started — and I saw my window. Six weeks earlier I would've let it pass. I would've convinced myself she was out of my league and moved on.
This time I asked her out.
She said yes. And then she said yes again.