Peer pressure is not pretty. And I feel headfirst into it.
For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to join up with a group of bloggy / twitter friends who are doing The 30 Day Shred with Jillian Michaels aka the evil exercise queen.
Three weeks ago I experienced my first Shred workout. I didn’t blog about it. I couldn’t. I couldn’t lift my hands to type. I couldn’t lift my legs to step. I couldn’t sit, step or even stand. I hurt. All over. Everywhere.
I hurt in places I never thought I’d hurt, but it was all about fitting in my jeans getting fit… yes. that’s it. fitness. I’m coming clean. I don’t give a hoot about fitness, I just want to lose weight and look good. Oh course, I didn’t know it would be such hard work. Who knew? No wonder everyone doesn’t look like this Jillian Michaels chick — ’cause it hurts to look that good.
I think I’ll just settle for my inner beauty…. but I’ll keep shredding just because of that peer pressure thing. Geez, I wish this 30 days would be over already!