Okay...so last week I was not officially on the program yet. My friend Misty lent me the first few weeks to try out but I don't have the diet plan or full work out plan. I have been playing around with it though so I thought I would share my thoughts:
Monday: It may seem ironic but the first day is also my first day off. Lol! You are supposed to have Sundays off but Sunday night is officially "Aimee night". Dan is usually not home until late. I put the kids to bed early and spend my evening sitting around watching Bachelorette all by myself. Bachelorette is only two more weeks so I may have to change my night off to coordinate with Big Brother but I will keep you posted.
Tuesday: Didn't start...this is not going so well. I had to teach dance tonight so I just did a walk/jog between work and dance.
Wednesday: I set my alarm for 5:00 am so I could get up and do Work out 1 (Shoulders, Triceps, Chest, Abs, Quads). I did it! HOLY CRAP this is not really going to be fun. This is hard. I kept telling myself that the video is only 30 minutes...I can do anything for 30 minutes. Jillian is pretty motivational though...at one point she threatened to break through the tv screen and kick my ass (don't judge...it works for me). I felt really good all day so I decided to double up and do the first cardio video (Cardio 1...such a clever name) that night (in hindsight this was probably not the best idea). Uhhhh....HOLY CRAP! It's hard and it is supposed to get MUCH harder a few weeks down the line (gulp). When I learned that Jillian was going to require me to do suicides (yes...suicides) I may or may not have told her she was an ugly biotch. Anyway, I did survive. It sucked but in the end I feel good about it.
Thursday: I was planning to get up at 5:00 am again and do Work out 2. However, when my alarm went off every single muscle in my body protested loudly. As I lay in bed trying not to move anything, I decided that today's workout will be an evening one. Everything hurts! I mean seriously....I'm walking like I was up all night having a wild evening of "bomp-chick-a-mouw-mouw" and putting my hair in a ponytail isn't even an option because that would require use of my arms, shoulders and chest muscles (who knew that chest muscles are required for ponytail making?!). I have to teach dance tonight so hopefully I will be able to stretch out my tortured muscles a bit then. Bound and determined to do Workout 2 tonight still.
I had some time to kill between work and dance today so I decided to go for a walk. My theory was that the heat and movement would actually help loosen up some of my muscles that were screaming at me not to move. It was a good theory but I'm not sure how much it actually helped. Maybe there was some progress because my muscles did not scream at me for the entire walk. I made it through the tortuous process of stretching in my dance class. I should mention that I am teaching a bunch of 4 year olds so this should have been a breeze. All I can say is, I didn't cry.
I seriously dreaded doing Workout 2 more than I dread going to the dentist (and if you know me, you will know that there are few things that I would not do to avoid the dentist). Workout 2 is back, biceps, hamstrings, glutes, and abs. I'm not sure what I did wrong yesterday but all of those muscles and then some were already sore. Anyway...I went into it with not the greatest attitude. I just told myself that I didn't have to look like Jillian doing it (Seriously, does she even sweat?!). I just needed to get through it. I did get through it and would go out on a limb and say that I killed this one. I felt really good and was secretly thrilled to learn that I am way more flexible then Jillian. Take that biotch...I CAN do something better than you! Oh God...I hope she did not hear that! What if she DOES jump through the screen and kick my ass?! She is diesel you know....if anyone could do it she could!
Jillian's motivational message of the day was something along the lines of: "You have to work your butt off! I'm going to kick your ass for the next 90 days. HARD!". Yea...I believe her! (insert nervous laugh)
Friday: Up at 5:00 (ahem...5:15) am to do today's workout. Still sore (is there another word for sore because that just doesn't seem to accurately describe the pain?). I trudge downstairs to my torture chamber and learn that today's scheduled workout is "Cardio 1" again. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! More suicides...bleck! I actually did better this time. I didn't have to take as many breaks and while my body certainly doesn't feel any better, at least it doesn't hurt more.
Saturday: I'm feeling very guilty but there was just no time for Jillian today. We made a day trip to MD to celebrate my sister-in-laws birthday.
Sunday: I gave my self off for the next three days. I realize that this sounds like a lack of motivation but this time I have a great excuse. My sister and her family are in town for the next 3 days so I will be spending every single minute I can with them. I know, I know...Jillian is going to kill me.
The entire program as arrived in the mail so on Wednesday it's time to fully adopt the program. Dear Sweet Baby Jesus...please be with me!
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