It happened. I’ve
fallen off of the Insanity wagon. I’m
not proud of this at all; I’m actually really disappointed in myself. This is the first thing I’ve quit this year
(other than my old job, but that doesn’t count, because I actually “resigned”
in December; my last day just happened to be during this year), and my goal was to stay
committed.
I could give you the rundown of my excuses, but what's the point in that? I didn’t really feel like I
was getting anything out of it. After a month, I had lost a quarter of an inch
off of my legs, but that was it. I
talked with my trainer friend and decided that it was pointless to keep pushing
myself through these workouts that I loathed, when there were other ways for me
to stay in shape that I enjoyed (lifting weights, boot camp, pilates,
kickboxing, dancing, and trying to bathe Dex without getting soap in my eyes). If I can do something I love and get results,
why not make the switch?
I did make it through my first month and recovery week, so I
am proud of that at least. I actually
started the first week of the second month and about 15 seconds into the warm
up, I was rolling my eyes and sighing dramatically like a 17 year old at her
parents. Nothing personal, Shaun T., but
it just wasn’t for me.
Sorry it didn't work out for you Jessie,but you gave it a good try. I personally don't see how anyone could keep that up for very long. Do something you enjoy and if nothing else, it will keep you fit and healthy.
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