PROLOGUE. During a hot Sunday afternoon, my husband, Rodney, tells me that he is sick of being overweight and has decided that we are going to start working out and start doing our Body By Vi shakes again. I am not sure where him wanting to lose weight brings me into the pic; however, I figure that eventually I will be swimsuit bound so I play along. Later, as I discuss my workout room with some friends, Rod chimes in saying that I won't use it anyway, blah, blah, blah. (He's a talker so I take him with a grain of salt) However, he goes on to say that we are going to do it "Rod's way," and since he is overweight (his words), I am not sure exactly what that is-but it exists in his mind. So one thing leads to another and the workout challenge is on.
MONDAY. I woke up feeling like I was going to vomit. No idea where it came from, perhaps my fear of starting this whole workout thing again, but there it was. Crap, I think. I cannot use the "I'm sick" excuse on the first day of our challenge! I lay in bed, eyes closed, trying to coerce myself into working out when I hear Rod jump into the shower. There is no way that little punk worked out, I think. Ok so I convince myself that it is ok-I am going to workout tonight.
A few hours later while on the phone with Rod, I say, "what happened to your workout?" I admit, I got complete and utter pleasure out of his morning defeat. So anyway, he says that he slept through the alarm. I proceeded to inform him that if that is the "Rod Way," he will surely continue to be "overweight." "I don't think the Rod Way will work for me." He laughed it off, but I feel a checkmate coming on!
First workout down! I consider this to be the hardest-the first step to my weight loss recovery. It felt soooooo great to workout again. I did cardio and boxed, and it was the most refreshing feeling; I cannot believe I put it off this long. When I was finished, I ran to my computer so I could update the fan club! Yeah, ok, run I did not, it was more of a soggy limp, I admit. I opened my computer, tried to use the mouse....and my hands were shaking. At some point during my workout, a feeble, unsteady being took over my body. My hands trembled; I couldn't type. How could this be? I felt refreshed and strong... I resorted to sitting, drinking water and letting my body adjust to the shock that it had just been re-introduced to-the new reality of it's future unearthed. I slept REALLY REALLY well. Day one check!
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