Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Somewhere in between midnight and 3am, I started feeling The Shred. Remember yesterday, when I said that I felt defeated? Like maybe I didn't do it right? Well I did it right, alright. The baby woke me up for good, around 6am. Coming down the stairs was a nightmare. I kept repeating in my head "the pain will go away, the pain will go away, the pain will go away". If I could just put in the DVD, and get through day 2 of the 30 Day Shred, the pain would go away. I just need to work the muscles again. Get the blood flowing. Burn a little fat off the top.
...the pain didn't go away.
Once I started the workout, it didn't take long for the pain to dull. Muscles went numb, as I put more of my concentration into breathing and not falling over (I've got terrible balance). Today I found the jumping jacks even more annoying than I did yesterday. The weight of my chest being tossed around is just too much, so I did a sort of side step/bounce jumping jack. Lets call it a bouncing jack? My butt kicks turned into more of a jog in place, and my jump rope was more of a stand-rope. OK more of a hop rope, but not quite a jump. While switching up these moves worked way better for me, I felt like I wasn't getting my heart rate up to where it needed to be (even though I was sweaty and breathing heavily), and that made me feel defeated again. I felt like if Jillian would have been in front of me for real, she would have been screaming at me to suck it up and jump. But hey, at least I was doing it right? Not sitting on the couch eating cereal like I would have rather been doing. All in all, the workout was a little bit easier today. The bicycle crunches killed me, thank goodness, that's where I need it the most, but everything else seemed to be just a teeny bit more tolerable than it was before. By the time I was finished, I had beads of sweat rolling down the sides of my face, and I was gasping for water. I can no longer walk comfortably, and I don't see the return of a human like stance anytime soon. Honestly, I probably look like I'm walking around with a stick up my ass. In fact I know I do. Sitting down while holding my 20 lb son is the absolute worst. I thought maybe if I did it faster it wouldn't hurt so bad, but then his head just slapped into, and bounced off of my shoulder, making me feel like the laziest/worst mom currently available to babies.
So. In conclusion. The 30 Day Shred is kicking my ass. My body hurts in all of the places Jillian intended. My incredibly sore body makes up for my feeling of defeat in the jumping department. And I don't plan on giving up anytime soon. I'm cringing at the thought of day 3, but excited to get past this introductory phase and transition into a healthier me.