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Bring it On--Jillian Michaels

Well, I did it.  I quit the gym.  It kinda went about like this.....


....okay maybe not--but they sure make you feel horrible when you cancel your membership.

I was spoiled.  You see, the classes at the Bonner YMCA are way better than the classes at the Lenexa YMCA.  I really really tried to be into it.  It was just NOT the same.  I missed the instructors.  I missed my gym friends.  However, I could hardly justify using up gas to go all the way into Bonner when I am within running distance of the other YMCA.  So I did it.  I quit.  I'm justifying this in many ways.  First, I really don't want Haley in their child watch during flu season.  I know, I am turning into one of those "germ" freak moms.  But child watch areas are like a petri dish full of nasty germs.  Second, the classes aren't that great and don't work with my schedule.  Third, I know me.  In the dead of winter, when it's freezing cold out.   I am totally not getting my butt out in the cold to go workout.  And I won't drag my kid out in the cold either. Plus, no garage + a long walk to the car = my butt is staying inside and at home as much as possible.  
So there it is.  I am a quitter.  I think my back account will appreciate the $80 a month I will get to keep for now.  Eventually, we will join again.  When we move back to the area.  But for now.....

I'll be working out will Jillian.  For $10.00, I will be getting ripped in 30 days.  I have a lack of motivation when it comes to working out to DVDs.  I tend to slack because no one is watching (except now Haley).  Maybe I should set up a webcam and do it in my underwear and charge money to let perverts watch.  It's a double bonus.  I get in shape and make money.  (I'm kidding!) I've had the DVD for three days now, and it still has the shrink wrap on.  I am going to give it a valiant effort and see what happens.  Thanks to a fellow blogger's idea, my husband and I are starting a little competition to see who can loose the highest percent of weight.  Jillian and I got this in the bag.

On other news, we finally have a big dirt hole to call our own...it's crazy to finally have some progress.    



...Oh and one last thing.  Haley had her 6 month check up.  Shots suck for obvious reasons.  She is growing so fast.  She is in the 75th percentile in both her height and weight.  A little tall and a little chubby.  Not sure where she gets that ; )  And it is looking like she is going to keep those baby blues!  I really really hope so. If they are going to change at this point, they will start somewhere between 6 and 9 months.  However, they can change even up to her 3rd birthday!  I don't see any traces of brown yet, so if they do change, I am thinking just blue to hazel.  I guess we will just have to wait and see.

Comments

Erin said…
We could totally team up and hit those DVD's together. Ty is hard core about finishing the video :)
Breanna said…
Deal, Ty can be our personal trainer.

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