Feeling Like I Got Punched in the Stomach

Okay, so last I blogged I believe I had just started week 2 of RI30 and was starting the BBL contest that they're having.  I want to be honest so I am doing BBL exactly the way it says to do it.  Not that way I'm used to doing it where I skip certain workouts or push a 2nd workout to the next day.  Nope, I am doing it just as the book says too.  I am rearranging the days a little.  It says to workout Monday-Saturday and take Sunday off.  Well we all know that I takes Thursdays off so I am working out Friday through Wednesday instead.

So Friday was day 1.  I was supposed to do Bum Bum and Tummy Tuck.  OMG TT killed me!  It is 20 minutes of JUST abs.  20 whole minutes!  Here we are 2 days later and I still feel like some one punched me in the stomach, that's how much it hurts.  And remember on top of it I am also doing RI30 which also has abs.  Shoot me, shoot me now.

I have been doing so well so far though getting all my workouts in.  Yesterday it was 8:00 at night and I still had to do H&T, which is like 40 minutes long.  And guess what?  I did it.  This was after doing RI30 and CA and going to my son's t-ball game and all the other stuff I had to do.  This is so huge for me.  Normally, if I wasn't doing the contest, I totally would have skipped.  But I didn't!  Today I have to do RI30 and BBL's Sculpt.  I have never done that one before, we'll see how it goes.  I normally skip in because I am doing either a Jillian workout or FE which does sculpting.  And I normally don't do TT either, but like I said I want to actually compete in the BBL contest so I have to do them this time around.

I have to take some new pics.  Did I mention the mini shopping spree I went on on Friday?  I went to the mall and started buying shorts!  Me, shorts.  I got 3 pairs from Aeropostale for $19!  I got 2 pairs in medium and 1 in a small.  I put the small on yesterday and they fit awesome!  So now I have to go back and exchange my 2 mediums, they will be way too big.  I am absolutely loving these shorts, I feel amazing in them.

I am a bit of a wreck today, my son is at his dad's and they are going into the city today for Fleet Week.  It's just my son, his dad and Pop Pop.  P's dad is an old navy man, and if I heard correctly, one of this ships he was actually on is going to be there and he thought it would be neat for my son.  They wanted to take my daughter too, but I felt she is too young, she's only 4.  So yeah, my 6 year old is going into NY without me.  I know he will probably be fine, but it just makes me nervous.  He's leaving the state, he's going into NYC....I'm so nervous.  NY is such a big place.  What if he tries to walk ahead?  What if he falls in the water?  What if, what if, what if.  A million what if's going through my head.  I know I'm being crazy, but this is my baby.  It's a very difficult thing for me to do, allow him to go.  I could have said no.  I wanted to say no.  But this is such going to be such a neat experience, perhaps once in a life time.  Pop Pop is pushing 80, he's not going to be around forever.  What if he's gone next year and I being the over protective mom I can be, robbed him of this chance?  I would feel awful.

Okay well, I need to stop procrastinating and go get my workout in.  Have a great Sunday!