Holy cow, the past twenty-five days have flown by. I must pay attention or it will all be over and I'll wonder where it went. As hard as this is, I do love a good process. Nuts, I know. I get that a lot.
So I don't know what it's like where you are today, but we are in full spring mode out here on the West Coast and with that comes spring fever and the desire to have fun, take it easy, cruise into the weekend and the good times. Plus it's my beloved's birthday weekend and you know what that means?? CAKE! Wooooooooooo! I luv me some cake. Wow, need to get a bit of a grip there.
A more-sane committed individual might say to herself, Shan, there's going to be cake tonight and you'll be dining in a restaurant so there will likely be wine and other naughty things too. You might want to think about going the extra mile on your workout today, no? Puh-leeeze. Have I ever given you the impression that I'm a sane person. I'm like a crazy person only more so.
I didn't want to work out. I wanted to go out. I felt like getting some new shoes. Which of course I can't because I'm not only on a diet and exercise program I am also trying desperately to become a frugalista. (Your blog didn't bloody help that along too much did it, Andi? All those clothes and shoes and pretty things.)
My trick all along has been bribery. I sometimes beg and bully myself to get my butt onto the mat, but usually bribery works best. So I told myself that if I did my muscular structure, I could ....put off.... my cardio until later in the day. (Whatever, don't judge me I did what I had to do)
Do you remember me telling you yesterday that level three's workout is so hard it made me sick? It's a bit like giving birth I think. You suffer through it and then the baby's born and you forget all about it. It's like your memory's been wiped clean. Evidently that's what happened because I got going on the workout and I'm thinking this isn't too bad. Except of course that I look like a total weirdo doing these arm movements. But then it's time for the legs. I get on all fours and I pause the dvd because for the life of me I cannot remember the first exercise. That's strange. I search my mind for any hint. Nope. Not a chance. I literally have no idea. Oh goody, it's going to be a surprise and I am in the early stages of dementia. Isn't aging fun?
I resume play and she tells me to put my right foot on the outside of my right hand and then it all comes flooding back - even the sick feeling. I don't want to do this?!
I beg, I plead, but the voice in my head reminds me that I don't have to do cardio..... until later. I sucked it up and managed to get to the end but by that time I had such a sweat on that I was gonna have to take a shower anyway. May as well get the cardio out of the way while I was at it. Sneaky ass little voice in my head!
I did it, but I didn't like it and just to illustrate my defiance, I free-styled almost the whole way through. Yeah, like Tracy's gonna care!
Once it was all said and done, I was glad that I'd done it so I'll be free to go on and have some cake tonight. But I got to thinking, what can I possibly write about that might inspire anybody else who's feeling this way today, because frankly writing - do it, you'll feel better ain't gonna cut it when you're in that mood. I got to thinking. Motivation. Where does it come from? Then my head went back to shoes, the lovely shoes that I'll not get to shop for, which then led me to Jennifer Lopez. How'd I make that leap? Well...
I am not a huge fan of Jenny from the block, but she's got one song that I guarantee you will stick in your head and have you tapping a toe by the end. If you don't know it, it starts out kinda so so - but watch to the end - you might be glad you did. And if it doesn't get your groove on, it will mos def get you in the mood for new shoes.
Last thing, let's all be grateful that our cardio is not choreographed by Jay Lo, shall we? I betcha we could totally do these moves, ladies.
Have a great weekend.