Checking off week one in my decision to push reset on my Fitness routine, and if I can take a moment to brag on myself, I’m KILLING it. First of all I have to give some major props to Ainsley Rodriguez, who has not only motivated me on the daily, but given me the easy to follow regimen, from exercise to calories. Here’s me then.
Here’s me now, one week later:
So as not to bore all of you wonder women with the details of yet another get-in-shape drama, here are the headlines, in hopes of inspiring a few sisters:
What’s working:
— Committing to the exercise program to an orgasmic T.
— The custom diet of endless protein, shakes, fruits and dark green veggies.
— Not killing my family (Was that even in the rules? Either way, it’s working).
What’s not:
—Going dry. As in no alcohol. Because in my mind, drinking a fruity drink is technically getting beach ready.
—Inspiring the rest of the family to join me on my workout adventure. I guess it’s more fun to just laugh at me.
—Not wetting my pants when I’m getting tired. There are some muscles that five birthed babies just destroy irrevocably.
In any event, I’m hereby calling week one a win. Despite some so-called obstacles, I’m seeing some pretty awesome results: I’ve already lost two inches off my hips, one off my waist and a half inch off my thighs. That seems like it should be impossible. So despite the family ridicule and the occasional soggy panties, I’m a believer. Living, jogging, breathing proof. Testify!
Who’s up for Round TWO,
So-Called Mom
