…and must be destroyed. As I was getting ready to get on the elliptical last night (cause I needed to get those damn French cookies out of my system), Shawn asked me “Hey whatever happened to that DVD you were so into?”
me: “What DVD? My yoga DVD?”
him: “No. The one with ole Fancy Pants”
me: ????
him: “That trainer from that show”
me: “Oh you mean the Shred!”
him: “No, that girl from the Biggest Loser”
me: “Jillian Michaels?”
him: “Yeah, her”
me: “Yeah, the DVD is Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred”
him: “Oh. Yeah. How come you don’t do that one anymore?”
me: “Why? Do you want to do it or something?”
him: “Do you?
me: “Well I’ll do it if you want to”
him: “Only if you want to”
This went on for several more minutes…
me: “So are we gonna Shred or what?”
him: “Let’s do it!”
So we moved the living room furniture out of the way, he changed into a pair of shorts, I put on a extra sports bra (Jillian loves her some jumping jacks!), and pretty soon we were huffing and puffing and sweating like pigs.
I thought I was going to DIE! I wanted to kill him for suggested we partake in such torture.
But we did it and we felt so proud of ourselves!
And then we celebrated with margaritas.
Oh well, at least we made the effort! 🙂
You DID NOT have a margarita after doing the shred!!! Really? That’s like me going for my frozen yogurt (with toppings) after Vicky gives me a really hard workout!
Yes, sadly we did. They were small and filled with lots of ice, but yeah – I should have known better, but at the time I didn’t really care! 🙂
OK. I am tossing The Shred DVD I bought yesterday.
I’m going to skip straight to the drinking part.
LOL! I guess you ended the day even, then, right?
I have to say that I kinda wish my Boy would do that instead of suggesting pizza and popcorn and relaxing on the couch! I have the Shred sitting on my shelf but our living room has no space for movement at the moment so there it sits. I’m looking to buy a yoga mat this weekend so I can take my laptop onto the balcony and workout there, passerbys be damned.
And a hex on you for not sharing those margaritas!
Hey girl, come on over and I’ll pour you a drink anytime! 🙂
That is an awesome story! 🙂
Hey, I got my husband to do that too– once!
Well, at least the story had a happy ending…
Oh yes, very happy! 🙂
Whatever motivates, I say! A friend of mine makes her margaritas with Splenda. Would that lessen the guilt?!?