I was thinking that the first week I might have done a bit too much, just because I was so freaking sore and tired. I slowed it down a touch this week.
Wednesday, June 8th: 30 Day Shred, Level 2. I had to miss weight lifting today and it was sorely (ba-dum-chh) missed. Really. I’ve started to look forward to these. I had coffee and dinner with friends while watching So You Think You Can Dance, and then did the Shred late. It was hard — Level 2 is kicking my butt. I’d normally go on a run afterwards on a day like this, but I couldn’t because it was already after 10pm and, even in the suburbs, that’s a bit scary for a lady.
Thursday, June 9th: 30 Day Shred, Level 2. Again, late. I’m starting to feel like I’m going to bomb all seven days of my goal to get to bed before 11.
Friday, June 10th: 30 Day Shred, Level 2. Ran a mile. Did a “tri-set” of triceps exercises around the house and some extra push-ups/situps because I had to miss Swole Patrole …again… I was watching Baby and let Jordan go do it.
Saturday, June 11th: Level 2 of the Shred. Getting bored of that… Scared to try Level 3.
Sunday, June 12th: Rest
Monday, June 13th: Swole Patrole. Yay! Finally got to go. I’m not going to delineate my workout — it was mostly arms with some core.
Tuesday, June 14th: Slacker day. Should’ve done something and didn’t. No excuses — just had a rough night Monday after I got home from a fun ladies’ quilting night. I stress out over stupid things and wound up in ridiculous tears. My husband is very nice not to make fun of me at times like this.
My motivation is lacking, though. I totally could be pushing myself harder. Need to find that oomph.
At any rate, I’ll leave you with some outstanding, super-flattering photos of me breaking a sweat. The first one’s a real gem.