Update on The 30-day Shred

So you know I've been getting myself into shape the past few weeks, I wrote a post about my introduction to the 30-day Shred in hopes I would have to own up to it a bit more.

I completed day 24 today.

I'll pause a minute for the applause.

I hear it in my head.

So, over 3 weeks of daily butt-busting.

It's a new high for me.

I admit to about 2 days off, but I picked up where I left off the next day.

And, when we biked 7 hours through wine country on Thursday, I declared that officially days 22 and 23 of working out.

Because it worked my ass off.

If felt damn good, but it was a challenge to the exercise hater inside of me.

The first week was the hardest, and like the cliches, it does get easier.

But, there are also 3 levels on the workout DVD that get progressively harder.  Going from L1 to L2 is like stopping for a month and starting all over.

Day 10 with L2 I had to stop and rest quite a bit and I was sore the next day all over again.

About Day 17-ish I started getting down on myself, looking in the mirror I had hoped to see more of a change.

I follow the #30dayShred hashtag on Twitter and was hearing and seeing befores and afters.  My afters were still not drastic.  But, I wasn't done, I was midway, but I wanted to look skinnier and I didn't.

It was that night I went to my mom's.  She owns a scale.  I do not.

I weighed myself,  ready to shove a cupcake in my mouth and quit the whole program if I was still the same weight as I started.

I was shocked.  I saw a number I hadn't seen in a while.  I came out of the bathroom and wanted to cheer, even if it would result in some quizzical faces until I explained.

I was more motivated than ever.

Even now, my husband will get his workout on with me.

I have "called in" one circuit, but I blame my Aunt Flo.

I will substitute more abs for less strength, and I may revert to a simpler cardio once in a while.

I have been cutting back, calorie-wise, but I'm still enjoying an occasional dessert and glass of wine.

But, it's happening!  My body IS changing, slowly but surely.

My pants are looser, I feel stronger.

You know that whole "takes....blah blah blah time to put it on, it's going to take at least that long to take it off."

If it ends up taking 12 years, then I'm totally giving up.

But it won't.

29 days until Maui and I want to work that bikini.

Even if it is "mom-of-3-style."

I'm hoping there will be at least one good picture I can post and that I won't want to photoshop.