Back fat be gone

First of all, I owe you guys like 97 posts. SO MUCH IS HAPPENING.

I HAVEN'T SLEPT IN DAYS.

Not really, but I'm tired. And sleeping has been trumping blogging. Sorry.

IN THE MEAN TIME let's talk about exercise.

**crickets**

So ya'll know that I've been in a fitness rut approx. since I turned 18, and now that I'm getting married and don't want to have arm fat in my strapless dress, sh*ts gotta get serious. I'm not talking drastic weight drop here - for the most part I'm pretty happy with the bod I've been given. But I've realized that there is basically Β no reason why I can't be in the best shape of my life right now. I'm 21. I've had no babies. I won't be having any babies [soon]. I have time at night to exercise (not lately, really, but I guess I have time for Harry Potter marathons so I have time for exercise...I guess).

So why not, right?

Cuz I'm lazy, that's why.

And, quite frankly, even though no one described me as "petite" in high school (OR EVER), I didn't have to work at staying in shape then because I was dancing 6 nights a week. Yes, I was eating like crap a lot of the time and my sleep schedule was whack cuz I had just met this guy who I decided I needed to stay up until 2 a.m. talking to (turns out we're getting married now), but I didn't feel like I needed to hit up the gym because...well, I didn't. I sweated plenty during all those dance/show choir practices, thanks.

Not to mention the fact that I was having a BLAST. Yes, it was exhausting, but I've always loved dance. And we all know, when you're having fun, it's not that lame.

An hour on the elliptical while watching Oprah, however? Lame.

Don't get me wrong, I love me a lazy day, don't-wanna-use-my-brain workout. I do. But for the most part I need to be all in and having a good time, or no way in hell am I doing it again tomorrow.

This is my extremely long-winded way to tell you I started TurboFire.

FIYAHHHHHHH!

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I've done a TurboFire HIIT workout before, so I already knew I really liked ChaleneΒ and her style of teaching. AND I like the idea that it's a sort of choreography - so even though it's difficult, my brain is turned on and I'm engaging, and the time is going much faster.

Funny story about how I bough the whole package - I've been playing with the idea for a while, but it's not cheap. The package (a bunch of DVDs, meals, a measuring tape, a band, bonus workout DVDs, a class schedule, etc.) runs around $150, and while I TOTALLY BELIEVE IT IS WORTH IT, I'm poor. Not poor enough to not have an online shopping addiction (PayPal lovers, holler at me), but just-graduated-and-I-owe-the-government-and-the-Bank-Of-Dad-millions poor.

So Jeff, in his infinite wisdom and cheapness, told me to check Amazon.com. BAZANGA, 80 dolla. I was basically ready to pounce on that.

And then, because I have ADD, I decided to log on to Groupon to see when my PicabooΒ Groupon expired (shiny object syndrome, stop judging).

And then OH HEY WHAT IS THAT RED BOX THAT SAYS NEW?? **click**

WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH???!!!

Sold.

I snatched that up so quick I got whiplash.

It's a sign from God that He loves me.

Or that I need to get my back fat under control.

Whatever it is, game on TurboFire. Game on.

P.S. I'm currently on Day 2 and can't lift my hands higher than my shoulders. Remember that back fat I mentioned? It hurts. I can feel my achey breaky back [fat]. Seriously.

P.P.S. This is clearly not a Whistle Worthy Wednesday post because I suck, but head over here to see what my sister's jammin' out to. See you back here next week. Maybe.