Peer pressure is not pretty.  And I feel headfirst into it.  

For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to join up with a group of bloggy / twitter friends who are doing The 30 Day Shred with Jillian Michaels aka the evil exercise queen. 

Three weeks ago I experienced my first Shred workout.  I didn’t blog about it.  I couldn’t.  I couldn’t lift my hands to type.  I couldn’t lift my legs to step.  I couldn’t sit, step or even stand.  I hurt. All over. Everywhere. 

I hurt in places I never thought I’d hurt, but it was all about  fitting in my jeans getting fit… yes.  that’s it.  fitness.  I’m coming clean.  I don’t give a hoot about fitness, I just want to lose weight and look good.   Oh course, I didn’t know it would be such hard work.  Who knew?  No wonder everyone doesn’t look like this Jillian Michaels chick — ’cause it hurts to look that good.

I think I’ll just settle for my inner beauty…. but I’ll keep shredding just because of that peer pressure thing.  Geez, I wish this 30 days would be over already!