Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Kickin My Own Behind-Literally
I have completed 1/3 of a goal. Yay. 23 and I decided to do Jillian Michael's Shred DVD every day for 1 month. Today was day 10.
I have got to tell you, though, my muscles hate me.
Not dislike, not feel crabby at, not annoyed with...they hate me. But it's good for them. They are getting stretched and snapped and squeezed and one day they will thank me.
I'm not going to step on the scale til the end. But I have a sneaking suspicion that the workout is actually taking something off in parts that I wouldn't mind being less than...if ya know what I mean.
And I'm running into a muscle here and there that actually feels rock hard. And I think I don't mind sweating.
I think I need to move on to the next level.