TURBOFIRE!

I cant believe I have not blogged here for a year (and 4 months.) Wouldnt it have been great to have been able to say I worked out every single day for the last 16 months? Ah, well. I did work out for 6 weeks at the beginning of this year, and lost ten lbs. But then, well, I dont know, an alligator burned down my house, who the heck knows?

But I have a cruise to get skinny for, folks.

In March of 2012, (if the Mayans were wrong and the world is still around) I will be married for ten years! In honor of that, Joe and I are going on a disney cruise! My chipmunk cheeks are not invited. But unless I send those annoying chipmunks packing with a strict workout routine for next ten months, they be hitching a ride.

So, at the gym, I saw an infomoercial for TURBOFIRE! I am a sucker for infomercials. This time was no different. I treadmilled and resolved that I would be a turbofire maniac. Chipmunk cheeks are about to die. Well, today, I finally got to start my turbofire fantasy! I was convinced that in one short hour, I would be well on my way to looking like the turbofire workout instructor, Chalene! Here she is.

Gorgeous. Ripped. A blonder me (in a few weeks.) Well, here is what I thought of my first turbofire workout.

What? I'm supposed to be thinking? Go away, I'm too busy dying.

It was insane. And I made it through a THIRD of the 55 minute workout. And I stopped about 12 times in those 20 or so minutes.

But tomorrow, I will do it again!!!!!!!!! And eventually, I WILL make it through the whole workout series and look like Chalene. I will. I am a princess. I deserve to have prince charming's six pack, but I'm the princess. More details, as in weight and yucky before and after photos later. Right now, just pray for me that I wil get through hell week. (The turbofire 'hazing' period. Not kidding.)

Eat your heart out Minnie. I'm coming to your boat and I'm going to steal your mouse.

Sexy Melanie.

The end.

See ya tomorrow!