Pin It edited to add ... day 2 done. My feelings for Jillian have reached an all new low. I just thought yesterday was bad. Oh my oh my, how out of shape am I, anyway? (Don't answer that.) 28 days to go, then I BETTER get some kind of award. Like jewelry.
Thinking ugly thoughs, oh yes, I am.
And they're aimed at a specific person.
Who is that person?
I've got several cyber buddies doing the 30 Day Shred. So, since I've been seriously lacking in the motivation department lately, I figured maybe it would be a good thing to just jump in and give it a try. You know, because baby steps are for weenies. I'm all for jumping in from nothing to a serious workout. Yep, that's just the kind of girl I am.
(As an aside - in my cart with this DVD was a box of pop-tarts, beef jerky, string cheese, starbursts, cookies, m&m's, swedish fish, hm ... a few other things. I'll just bet the friendly Target employee wanted to point out that maybe if I didn't have all that other stuff in my cart, I might not need this dvd. All that other stuff was stuff for Jim, except for the one little package of swedish fish. And maybe a couple of starbursts. Okay, and the chocolate covered espresso beans. I call those BREAKFAST. And I'll only have a few per day.)
Anyway ... so two days in a row I've eaten pretty well. Much better than in the last month anyway, so maybe there's a little bit of motivation running through me again. Or maybe a death wish considering how I feel at this moment!
So, I pull out this DVD. You should know I was exercising very regularly up until the time Jim got his leave date. Then I went on a six week "I don't care" attitude. No exercise whatsoever, and I haven't really cared about what I've eaten either. So, I'm praising the Lord that I'm feeling motivation.
Okay, so I did it. I didn't know if I could or not at this point. I had to modify a little - all the jumping jacks and jogging type stuff had to be done on the trampoline, which makes it a little easier I think, but still, I did it.
I'm having to retype this over and over because I'm still so darn shaky that I can't even type, but I did it. I'm going to have to crawl to bed tonight, but I did it. I may very well not be able to get out of bed tomorrow, but I did it. I'm hoping (as are my children, I'm sure) that the feeling of accomplishment will outweigh the grumpiness that I get every time I get hot and sweaty.
Is it a bad thing to pray that some unspeakable horror happens to that DVD overnight? I'm not entirely sure I'm going to be able to face it tomorrow.
But I did it.
And I'm still thinking ugly thoughts about Jillian.