Yesterday was Day 1 of Jillian’s 30 Day Shred. I was a doubter. Seriously how can a 20 minute work out actually work? How can you be tired and sore from just 20 minutes? Serious doubt. Until I woke up this morning and could hardly move my legs. What did you do to me, Jillian? I like to think I’m in pretty good shape. I do yoga and cardio interval training. Thanks for giving this busy girl a nice pre-wedding workout. My goal is to have a date with her at least 3 weekday mornings and 1 weekend morning every week.
In other morning after news, Mr. H and I saw The Hangover last night. Run, don’t walk to go see it. It is absolutely hysterical. And no, the previews don’t show every funny part. Afterwards, Mr. H and I discussed how well they handled the “just woke up and have no clue what happened last night” scene. My head hurt for them. My stomach felt unsettled for them. I felt dizzy and off balance for them. I could smell the stale alcohol and poor decisions in their hotel room. Despite that, I told Mr. H, “I’m kinda jealous they had a night so crazy that they suspended a piano bench from the ceiling with bed sheets and made a bowling alley with champagne bottles for pins. I want that minus the consequences.”
His response? “That’s my girl.”
FI and I both loooooved The Hangover as well! And just before seeing your post, I saw this someecard that totally sums up my feelings on the situation (just add 'ette' to 'bachelor')! Thought you'd enjoy too ;)
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