Running two businesses, taking care of two kids and rehabbing an old house (with a husband who works 60-80hrs a week) doesn't leave me a lot of time to work out, which is why I am super excited to start Jillian's 30 day shred. Designed to give you a full body workout in just 20 minutes, up to 20 pounds will melt away in 30 days (well that's what the box says anyway).
Before kids, I never had much trouble losing weight and maintained my sz 4 figure pretty easily. I always found time for a work out, whether it was a run, a hike with my dog or hitting the gym at 5am. I ate to my heart's content and really never gained a pound. And then, everything stared to change. Returning home from my 11 day honeymoon, where I drowned myself in delicious entrees and bottles of wine, I was 10 pounds heavier. (No joke, that's what wedded bliss will get you!) Then all of a sudden two 50 pound pregnancies later, (which I seriously can’t comprehend with the amount of vomiting I did for 9 months) here I am...a far cry from those sz 4s (which I will admit I still have collecting dust in my closet, but that's another story).
I'll admit I have watched the Biggest Loser a few times and I am always AMAZED at what these people accomplish. If I can accomplish even a fourth of what they do I will be proud of myself. As I thought about writing this post the word shred began to encompass far more for me than Jillian probably intended. Yes, I want to shred the extra weight, but more than that I want to shred the guilt I feel when I leave my kids to workout. I want to shred the shame I feel about wanting me time now and again. I want to shred the clothes that I know I buy too big just so that I can hide underneath them (and which are totally unfashionable--especially for someone who owns a boutique full of adorable clothing). I want to shred the fact that I don't accept many invitations and regularly skip out on activities where I will need to wear a bathing suit. I want to shred the fact that rarely, if ever, I want a photograph taken-- even if it’s of me and my kids.
Of course yes, fitting into those old clothes is something I aspire to, but more importantly I want to set a good example for my own kids and my younger sister who is entering high school this year (and we all remember what those years were like). I want them to see that you don't need diet pills, drugs or to develop eating disorders to look/feel good. My weight does not define me, and even if I never get into those old clothes I know that finding the time for physical exercise is important for me to feel good; and to remain healthy. I want to live a long healthy life with my children and husband, who after all, are more important to me than those silly sz 4 jeans.
If I am I'm brave enough one day maybe I'll upload the pictures of my transformation!
Let the shredding begin…





















