My body is all achy. My skin feels extra tight and my stoopid sports bra hurts my right shoulder like a bee-yatch. It's gotten to the point I can barely walk the dog around the block. And lord have mercy, I'm so tired. It's all I can do to stay awake surign the workday. And for those that've called around 1.30p, I'm prob not awake. But I think that worse part is that I'm cranky as I don't know what. All this damn excercise does not make me half as happy as a a bag of Chips Ahoy Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Let's keep it real- the ONLY thing stopping me from quitting is that I'm too damn cheap to buy a whole new wardrobe. Cuteness kills.