I have a new idol. She's a co-worker who's lost 100 lbs. The weight loss is not the reason she is my new idol, although that IS pretty amazing. My co-worker (whom I shall call Less-is-more) is my idol because she has been doing Jillian Michael workouts and she has lived to tell about it.


I decide tonight is the night to start with a Jillian Experience.
The Front side, not that it would have mattered.
I am here to tell you that I am in HORRIFIC shape, that I thought blood would spurt out of my eyes and that I know I will not be able to walk tomorrow. So much for all those walking tapes. It's a six circuit workout and it's not hard and it's actually easy to follow....but......
...I was a miserable wimp and was crying out ol' Less-is-more's name repeatedly.
She is my idol. When I see her at work tomorrow, I shall profess my adoration for her. I shall confess that I am a weeny and that I hope she won't KICK MY SORRY ASS from here to oblivion, as I know Less-is-more can certainly kick my ass if she can do those tapes, and I know she CAN do those tapes.....
...of course, I won't be able to profess my adoration if I can't get out of bed.....
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