Seriously, do not like pain. So, no gain, is alright by me.
Monday, we started the Belly Fat Cure “lifestyle” change. And Monday evening I finished the Belly Fat Cure “lifestyle” change. HA!
Really, we are taking it slow. Adding in the good, while weeding out the bad. Drinks are really, really gonna be hard for me. And sugary goodness. And chips. And carbs that are not-so-good for you.
Monday night, my sister and I joined a couple girlfriends for a biggest loser workout with Bob. Then Jillian.
Tracey, mentioned during a small break, that I hadn’t even broke into a sweat. My secret, don’t over do it only do it halfway, between each jumping jack, jump rope or hop, take a teeny, tiny break. Pretend to be tying your shoes, or adjusting your shirt or pants, even pulling up socks.
I’m glad I didn’t give it my all, cause surely I’d be dead today if I had. What little effort I put into it, has made it impossible to walk up and down the steps, bend over to put my shoes on and sit down.
I seriously think any type of exercise makes me sick.
I told David last night I may not go back. He told me I’d get used to it, and encouraged me to keep going. I whined, moaned and groaned about my aching body. Told him I was not the sporty type, I was girly. And girly, girls do not like to work out. (HA!)
His reply, no you’re lazy girl, bloggy girl, computer girl. He had many more but I was in such a fit of giggles I can’t remember them. {I love how he makes me laugh}
So, today I sit here feeling worse than I did yesterday.
Stupid muscles.
And yes, I’ll be going back Thursday. I told him I’d give it two weeks.
Do you like to exercise?
























