this weekend, i decided i was fed up with myself. fed up with feeling like i was bigger than i should be....fed up with feeling guilty about eating the things i want, because i don't look the way i want. and yes...there was probably also a little bit of crazy-time PMS hormones mixed in. but still.
come monday morning...i decided it was back on the workout wagon.
EXCEPT I HATE SWEATING. i hate it. it's gross. and i hate it.
plus, i'm a wicked face sweater, so that's always entertaining.
with no income to speak of, a gym was out...so armed with some new DVDs, it's living room workouts for me. i started with a new addition, the biggest loser "cardio max".
this should be called the "you won't be able to use your thigh muscles for the next few days, and you might want to cut off your own legs". because cardio it may be...but it's also squatting and lunging and doing every sort of insane leg workout ever. UGH.
and so today, i went back to my arch enemy.
do NOT let that smile fool you...she's probably gonna eat that dog later. or make it do bicep curls while squatting. UGH.
oh yes, i've gotten back on the 30 day shred wagon. i hate this woman with an all-consuming passion. and don't get me started on anita, the dvd workout girl who's doing the "beginner" moves....BITCH HAS 12 PACK ABS, AND NO FAT ON HER. i bet her hair weighs more than she does. whore.
but i am DETERMINED to not let her beat me this time....last go around, i made it 10 days before life and wedding craziness got in the way...i'll do 30 this time. or die trying.....because leg workouts and a tri-level house with hardwood stairs do NOT mix.