So I've finally gotten off the couch and started exercising. I've tried to walk every day for fifteen minutes. And last night I sucked up the courage to re-join Jazzercise. My legs hate me right now. After class I felt like I was walking on jello. This morning, I'm in pain. But it's a good pain right? Pssh! No, still pain.
Okay, so what I want to know is why is it that I go to class and sweat like a pig, my makeup runs down my face and I smell like...well, like sweat. And these two woman who are absolutely stunning look the exact same after class as they did coming in--hair perfect makeup fresh, still smelling like freakin' flowers.
I know I will grumble and complain for the next few months (I promise not to do it here on the blog) about the pain and strain of exercising, but I've got to believe it's gonna be worth it, right? I mean, by summer I should have a smoking hot figure, and maybe my core muscles will actually be able to hold me up. LOL
Anyone else start a new exercise regiment lately? I'd love to commiserate with you.