The "Dr" Made Me Do It

Day 12

Was it the glistening can just sitting there in the refrigerator next to the bottled water that made me do it? Was it the thought of its unique blend of 23 flavors? Or, was it the raging headache that two doses of Excedrin couldn't touch that finally made me do it?

Do the excuses really matter? I made the choice. I succumbed to it of my own free will. And, I have to say, it was the most amazing Diet Dr. Pepper ever! Sometimes, you just have to have that thing you really want so you'll stop obsessing about it. My obsession with the Diet Dr. Pepper started yesterday. Now that I've had one, I'm over it. And, let's be real, I could have done way worse than a Diet Dr. Pepper.

It was my 2nd day of "real" exercise today as well. And, yes, I still hate... I mean love... no.. I mean hate...yep that's it... hate Jillian Michaels. In fact I may hate her even more today than yesterday. My abs hurt like hell and my arms are like limp noodles. And, I'm fairly certain that when I wake up tomorrow morning to torture myself all over again that my ass is gonna drag behind in protest.

I'm a bit trapped by my environment this week. We are implementing a marketing automation tool at work, which includes five days of intense work and training. I very happily report that I'm doing the right things (my daliance with Dr. Pepper notwithstanding). It feels great.

Cheers!
Margaret

Dear Jillian Michaels,
Bring it! It's true that I can barely make it through the modified version of your level 1 workout. But, I"m no quitter. You will not beat me. I'm sure that over time, my disdain will turn to admiration and respect. Bear with me. I'm working on it.