Give me death.

Night one is complete. To say it was harder than I expected--a slight understatement. Is this a testimony to the difficulty of the program or my extreme lack of fitness...who can say. What I can say is that it kicked me to the CURB. I returned to my car after an hour and cried a little. Just a little. And just for a minute. I think I didn't realize just how out-of-shape I really am!

We did our fitness test --a mile run, sit-ups, push-ups, tricep presses--and then some other calisthenics and stretching with running in between. (add in my sprint to find a bathroom when we started doing jumping jacks. baby=weak bladder.)

All I can say is, it can only get better from here!

My favorite part of the night was getting our log book that we have to write down our food in every meal and our goals, workouts, etc. It has lots of instructions and tips. For instance, no sweets, fried foods, or alcohol---period. Gulp. I was good until the last one. We eat six small meals a day which is actually fun. I feel like I'm constantly eating and the food is what I like to eat anyway. Restaurants are supposed to be avoided...

The best part of the guidebook are the statements we are supposed to use with family/friends to keep us on track. Although true, they are LAUGHABLE. Don't make me use them on you!

If someone does not honor your wishes, avoid them. Here are some talking points.

'Please don't ask me to blow off my workout to do something with you.'

'Please don't offer me anything to eat that I'm not supposed to have.'

'Please don't ask me to go somewhere where I'll be tempted to eat or drink the wrong things.'

'Please don't keep me out too late if I need the rest.'

'Please don't question the validity of what I'm doing or give me unsolicited advice.'


Consider yourself warned!!! (that part is mine...ha ha.)