Paralyzed.

Today I feel paralyzed. Was I in a tragic accident? Involved in a medical catastrophe? Bit by an illusive mystic spider?


It sure would make me look like less of a whimp, but sadly- no. None of the above. My paralysis is the result of something much less serious. And way more lame.

In an effort to quell the fatness accumulated by our aforementioned Easter feast, and feasting in general, I have resolved the following, which has consequently contributed to loss of mobility in my legs.

• I will abstain from ALL sweets and unnecessary sugar (not paralyzing, but miz nonetheless) .
  
• I will abstain from all useless carbs, including alcohol (also not paralyzing, but also un-fun).
  
• I will do Jillian Michaels 30 day Shred DVD at least once a day for 30 days. Result: paralysis of quads and hamstrings. I fully intend on being pushed around the office in my wheely chair for the rest of the day.

I wish getting in shape was as easy as getting out of shape. But there are two motivating factors that make it a little more bearable:

• Trash-the-dress shoot with King Street Studios. Yessss :)
• Vista Paisley J. Crew bikini.
  

Oh, Jillian. I mostly hate you, but I kinda love you.