I am late blogging today because I spent my entire morning preparing for a 20-minute work out DVD. Today I started my first day of Jillian Michael’s 30-Day Shred. With Bean’s first birthday, I realized I was rapidly running out of time to use to “New Mom” excuse for my body. Plus, I’m tired of complaining about how I look and spending too much time thinking about how to hide my flab. If I put half as much time into working out as I do shopping for moo-moo dresses, I’d own my own work out video empire.
Just. Like. Jillian.
So, today I quit complaining (well, not really) and I started using this 30-Day Shred thing. I wish I could tell you that I feel refreshed and that I have more energy than before, but that would be a lie. The truth is that I don’t know if I am refreshed or if I have more energy because I can’t get up off the floor. Thankfully, Bean is still napping and so I will probably continue to lie here until he wakes up. After that, it’s anyone’s guess as to how I’ll feel. But I’m betting it ain’t gonna be good.
I pretty much hate Jillian Michaels. And, yes. I am aware that “hate” is a strong word. But I would never use it towards a living person. The Jillian Michaels that I hate lives inside my television and is trying to kill me, so I think that the use of “hate” here is not out of the realm of appropriateness.
But I’m going to wake up tomorrow and do that damn DVD again. And I’ll do it that day after that. And then, according to Oprah, it should get easier because Day Three of any major change is always the worst.
(Unlike Jillian Michaels, Oprah loves me and wants me to live a happy, balance life.)
I’m going to stick with this stupid thing for a few reasons. First, I’m tired of Bean’s foot sinking into my mushy stomach when he crawls all over me. Secondly, I do not want to dress like a soccer mom yet. Third, it has recently dawned on me that I am approaching 30 years old and while that isn’t that old in age, it’s older when you have heart disease in your family. My dad had his first (of several) heart attacks in his 40s. And that’s not too far away for me. So, all joking aside, it is time for me to take care of my ticker.
However, this does not mean that I am going to enjoy one single minute of this whole new working out thing. When I think about it though, there are lots of things in my life that I have to do that I don’t want to do. Such as:
– Pay taxes
– Buy gas
– Wear a bra
– Change diapers
– Shave my legs
– Balance my checking account
– Pay bills
– Go to funerals
– Give Bean a bath
– Give my dogs a bath
Sadly, I must do these things. Just like I must continue with Jillian Michaels stupid work out DVD. BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I’M GOING TO ENJOY ONE MINUTE OF IT!!!
What about you? What is something that you have to do but would rather not?