The Birthday Plan

I will begin the 30 Day Shred on Sunday, October 17, 2010.  I will complete each day through thick and thin, through rain and snow and sleet and hail, in sickness and in health 'til death do us part (or something to that effect) until Tuesday, November 16, 2010.

I am hoping to have lost at least 3 lbs., hopefully more.  I am also hoping to have more energy to gt things done around the house and my job.  I am hoping that I will not be so tired all the time.

I am also hoping that I will be a size smaller!  Perhaps less boobage?  Yes, please!  Oh, to have shirts fit correctly.  And pants!  That don't bulge with the bulginess of my tummy!

Pray to all the gods above that I can stick to this!  Finding 20 minutes a day can't be that hard, right?  I just need to cut out one half-hour show block of time.

Please don't let me fail at this like everything else!

Excuses

So.  The 30 Day Shred.  Not happening today.

I know, I know.  I said no excuses but this is a crazy week for me at work with my co-worker being gone and one of our students just left and well, I don't handle change well, okay?

The plan is to start it on Friday which is my day off and take it from there.  I would really like to still be alive when I go see Alice in Wonderland on Saturday.



Laters.

Seriously?

Yesterday, while at Wal-mart getting the necessities in life (chocolate milk and peanut butter and fudge cookies), I stumbled upon a never before seen part of the store (mostly because the store is being remodeled and nothing, nothing is where it is supposed to be).  I found myself in the fitness aisle and they had exercise DVDs for $9 each.  $9.  I couldn't pass that up so I bought two, Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred and The Biggest Loser Workout Cardio Mix.

Yes, I'm fairly certain that I am sick.  Especially as I actually plan on trying them.

I've been thinking about exercising for awhile now but it really hit me in February.  February is when we get a physical for our health insurance at work.  They take your pulse, blood pressure, weigh, measure and bleed you to death take a vial or two of blood.  Then they give you a little glossy card with all the above information (including a wonderful BMI chart) and send your blood back to the vampires lab so they can run tests.

I hate that glossy little card.  For the past two years, I have been listed as obese.  Okay, I wear a size 12.  And I am obese. 

So, I have decided that I am going to exercise so that next year I can tell that little card where to go be friends with the little card.  I will be starting the 30 Day Shred tomorrow (Tomorrow?  Really?  Are you sure?  Yes, Kelly tomorrow.  No excuses.)

I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.  If, ya know, I'm still alive.


Laters.

It's a miracle

I have a confession to make.

I just worked out for half an hour.

I know!

I bought the dvd Core Rhythms years ago and I tried it a couple times. Holy cow do those girls go fast! I'm thinking this is one dvd that will have to wait until I loose a little more weight or suddenly become coordinated. Please excuse me while I laugh hysterically.

I didn't do that bad. Okay. I only got through the warm up and 1 1/4 of the sessions. Of which there are two. But still! I did it! Most of my problem comes from the fact that I have two left feet. The way I was tripping all over the place, you could have sworn I had about four or five feet going in the wrong direction, though. Plus I kicked Emme in the face. Not terribly hard but enough for her to run away from me. So I'm thinking kitties go in their room with the door shut while Mommy is exercising, mkay?

Tomorrow I am going back to the oldie but goodie, Tae Bo. The Basic workout, of course, where I can stare at Billy Blanks with his blue spandex leotard thing and wonder how much he got paid to wear what looks like a reject superhero outfit. A too small reject superhero outfit. Seriously. His man boobies are kinda falling out. Ewww.

You know how it feels when you hang upside down and all the blood rushes to your head? Yeah, I feel a lot like that right now. Only I was standing up the whole time. Go figure. Otherwise, I feel okay. No major owies, yet. Yet being the operative word.

And now for the serious section of this post. (Have you noticed that I do this? I'm all la la la then bam! I start being all serious and weepy? I don't know, either. Maybe I'm bipolar.)

So, the whole exercising thing has been brought on by a couple of things. I sorta realized that I'm going to be thirty in four years. I'm not spazzing about turning thirty 'cause it's just not a big deal to me. I just think that by thirty there should be a few things that I should have taken care of.

I finally got the hair and makeup down (okay mostly down), I'm slightly more financially stable (stress on slightly) and I'm finally coming out of my shell (okay, people who know me now can't believe that I was way shyer and quieter than I am now and people from back then, well, actually I haven't seen people from back then in forever so I can't be certain what they would say, but I'm sure it would include some whoah's but anyway. better!).

So these are the things I need to be working on before I turn thirty:
1. Loose some weight. (Stupid health insurance says I'm obese. I wear a size 12 for crying out loud!)
2. Get a life outside of work!
3. Make a good friend to do stuff with (okay, I do have friends. they just all graduated and moved to exotic locations. and I work nights so I'm not exactly around a lot of people (although I do get stalked by the Wal-Mart floor waxer guy a lot). and I don't really make friends all that well. back to the shy thing.)
4. Learn to walk in heels. A frivolous goal but a goal nonetheless.



Laters.