Call it bad judgment, a glutton for punishment or just plain stupidity.
Whatever it is, I have a case of it. I let my co-worker, April Cox, talk me
into doing some insane workout in our work conference room that that she found on Pintrest. Most of the workout was
fine – although I did the happy dance while she tackled the 240 jumping jacks
solo.
Once home, I decided that wasn't enough and popped in my Julian
Michael’s Ripped in 30 Days workout. After five months of the Week 1 workout, I
graduated myself to the second level (week 2). My opinion of her has not changed – she is
possessed by a little devil that feeds off the sweat, pain and suffering of
others. I am now sitting on the couch
drenched in sweat, heating pad to my back, and packages of frozen peas on my
knees. Tomorrow is going to be fun…
All joking aside, the summer has come to an end and the signs of
fall are all around us. My favorite season! Back in January, I wrote a set of goals that I hoped to
achieve by the end of fall. How did I fair? Let’s see:
1) Not go to
exercise extremes unless being chased by the police or competing for a chance
to meet Gerard Butler. I will do this by striving for 30 minutes of exercise
five days a week – Nailed it!
2) Add more no/or minimally processed foods to my
diet. You guessed it, Cheetos and Peeps are out – this one is a bit more
difficult. I have not consumed any Cheetos or Peeps, but I still possess a strong love for Jalapeno Poppers and York Peppermint
Patties. What can I say? I try!
3) Participate in a
Sprint Triathlon in the spring –this is in the works and I have started
training! Iron Girl here I come. I am also running from the Zombies in a few weeks.
4) Wear a red bikini by the pool this summer while at the same time not
scaring away the little kids or looking like the Michelin Man – I was a bit off
the mark on this one. Given what people wear to Walmart and out on the beach, I
would have fit well within the norm, but not up to my bikini ready standards.
There is always next year!
5) Do it all without
breaking my budget or joining the local meat market. Oops, I meant gym – Totally
screwed the pooch on this one. Eric got a GREAT deal on a family membership at
the Rush and I love it! I just don’t work out during “look at me I am sexy and
working out” hour.
I have lost 13 pounds since January, which is a bit slower than
expected. But in the end, the tortoise always wins.
