|Oh my god...my knees...|
My knees have felt like SHIT for a MONTH
Well, my meeting with the principal regarding the state of all things Jack, was supposed to be today after school, but it has been postponed till Thursday. You know--I talked about my son, and the annoying other kids in his class HERE, and HERE. So, I gots no new news for you yet, ma peeps.
So, instead, I'll talk about SHREDDING IT, YO! SHREDDING IT, HARD CORE.
Or something like that...
BECAUSE GUESS WHAT BITCHES?!? I DONE DID THAT THING!
I made it through the entire THIRTY DAY CHALLENGE. Yes, I got a tad off track on my recent little Florida vacation, but only an idiot would turn down a pina colada on the beach and say; "hey guys, can we get back to the condo now? I have to work out."
Yeah. I know you guys understand.
But, aside from that little lapse in willpower, I did those thirty damn days. One day even made me cry! You can hear all about that HERE if you're interested. I was even semi-serious in that little video.
I tracked most of my experience with that heinous Thirty Day Shred on my youtube channel, with really grainy, poor quality videos! And I have to say, I'm pretty damn proud of myself. I know it's cooler and more fun to be self-deprecating, but not this time. That was bloody damn hard work.
Exercise is still not fun. So why did I do it? I was tired of feeling bad about myself. I was tired of being tired. I was tired of fighting my shit thyroid. I was tired of looking like a wreck after popping my nearly ten pound girlie out of my cooch. I'm not ALL DONE yet. I wanted to feel okay about myself again.
Oh, and I have a wedding to go to in July. I will be seeing relatives of The Man whom I haven't seen in almost ten years. Forget all those other touchy-heart-feely things I said in the paragraph above this. Truly FEAR is the best motivator.
I haven't stopped working out though. I've moved on to LEVEL THREE of the video. Level three is SO hideous, the word HIDEOUS doesn't do it any justice. Once I master this level, I will be a FRIGGING BEAST. I can't believe that I, karen PORKCHOP TENDERHEART has made it this far.
So, my message is this: for anyone about to embark on some stupid, tedious workout regimen...for anyone who is at the very beginning of a long climb uphill to fitness...for anyone who is in the middle and wants to scream THIS BLOWS..and for anyone who feels down on themselves:
If I can do it, almost anyone can do it. (I;'m not being a dick--someone out there might have no feet, and find it really difficult. Just sayin'.)
Yeah, that's a cliche, I know. But it's so true. After a million years I can now do FIVE pushups in a row. Five. I can't remember ever being able to do ONE before.
Okay, that's enough of me. I just wanted to tell you guys how it all worked out.
Three days to go till the big four-O.