Well, I didn't wake up early to work out this morning.
Are you surprised?
I didn't think so.
But did I manage to pick up coworker, drive to work, work 8 hours, drive coworker home, drive to North Manchester, eat pizza and knit with Rachael and Katherine, buy groceries, drive home, drive back to coworker's place for White Collar AND somehow squeeze in the 30 Day Shred?
YES, I DID.
I feel this is a personal victory for me, because it would have been so very easy for me to say, "I am too busy to work out today, so I will work out tomorrow and it will be okay." And that is usually why I quit exercising, because one day becomes a weekend, then a week, then it just stops happening altogether.
Even if Tuesdays remain insane, at least now I know I can manage fitting in 30 minutes of exercise. So, YAY.
In other news, I must begrudgingly admit that this whole thing is getting easier. I mean, I'm not calling it easy, because it still feels like a rabid wolverine is ripping my thigh muscles off every time I do anything resembling a squat, but I start praying for death and visualizing Jillian's head exploding later in the workout than I did at the beginning.
In other news, I am still walking around and saying, "GEE, FAMILY! DON'T MY MUSCLES LOOK BIGGER? I THINK THEY DO! AND ALSO, I AM THINNER AND I APPEAR HEALTHIER OVERALL, DO I NOT?" Then I stare at my family with a look that says, "Agree with me. NOW." And to their credit, they do.
That being said, my muscles do not look bigger, I am not thinner, and I do not appear healthier overall. I walk like an eighty year-old woman riddled with arthritis and osteoporosis. Baby steps.
But now I have 30 minutes all to myself before bedtime, so I am going to read my book, For Darkness Shows the Stars by Diana Peterfreund, which is a retelling of Jane Austen's Persuasion, only more darker and more dystopian-y and in the future. It is absolutely fantastic. Also it is kind of breaking my heart, but I have read Persuasion (repeatedly, it is my favorite Jane Austen novel), so I know that won't last forever. Add it to your reading lists, everyone. And while you're at it, add The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater, because it is awesomesauce.