No, I haven't been mouthing off in the school parking loop.
In a good way.
But a sore, "ooch my thighs burn when I do the potty squat" kind of way.
She doesn't like resting.
She's a drill sargeant.
And...she looks kinda mannish, no?!
Jillian Michaels and the 30-day Shred have been my FRENEMIES for the past 4 days.
I admit, heading into day 5, I don't loathe her as much as I did on day one.
But, she's still a meanie.
With totally awesome abs.
My support system Ana got wrangled into doing the workout with me.
She replied to my Facebook comment about wanting and needing the program before my Maui trip in May.
I don't think she knew what she was getting in to. She hates exercise. She likes donuts and burgers and pizza.
Hell, so do I.
So what are two moms who would rather be eating doing each morning at 9:30am?
Getting out butts kicked into shape.
I don't do gyms. I've started and quit 3 times in my life already, there's no point.
I'm actually getting close to saying, "I'm good, I'll embrace my extra tummy skin, thank you DQ, My Boy, and K!" (grr)
I'm close to bowing out. This is the hump I need to get over.
I'm clear on my way to something good for my body, my esteem, and my Hawaii photos.
I can't give up.
But, it's easy to say, "ah, I'll get back to that Monday" as tomorrow is the start of the weekend.
But, I can't.
And Ana won't let me.
I won't let her quit either.
After day one, we went to the donut shop.
We walked, but we still had a treat.
We have to do that tomorrow again as well. So I don't fall off the wagon.
Plus I miss my abs.
They've been missing for 12 years.
Kind words of support, if you will?