so this week, i started the "
insanity" workout program after a couple of months of contemplating whether or not it would be suicide. you see, i enjoy working out but i curse the phase of "getting into shape". once i get through that initial phase where your lungs are burning, your body is itchy from jiggling, and you feel tired after 3 jumping jacks, then i'm okay. then i enjoy it.
for some reason, since joshie was born, i have really struggled to find the motivation to get back into shape. i don't have a problem with putting on weight while i'm pregnant -- i generally lose weight as the sickness from my pregnancies ravage my body taking with them any sign of "health" , fat, and especially muscle. i don't think that i have ever recovered muscle-wise since my first pregnancy.
anyway, i digress. after a few half-hearted and unsuccessful attempts, i've decided that to follow my insane husband--it's all or nothing and i just have to go for it. eric started a bootcamp class just before thanksgiving....got great results and then kept going with "insantity" so he didn't fall off the wagon. he looks AMAZING! best shape i've ever known him to be in. his goal is to be in the best shape of his life when he turns the big 3-0 in may! and i bet he's just about there. he is incredibly disciplined and dedicated (at the gym at 5:30 every morning!).
so i've been doing "insanity" since monday. i have not sweated this hard in a VERY long time and i actually like it. it's super hard and hurts my frail body but i just remind myself of all the bum jigglage i can feel back there and remember that's why i'm doing this. plus, i sometimes pretend that i'm a super star athlete getting ready for a major athletic event....but that's just between you and me. besides, i am getting ready for
this athletic event with eric this summer and it looks completely awesome...
well, time for me to go and sweat it out again. feel free to stop by...i bet i look like a real idiot!