My favorite workout.

If I love something a lot, I get really defensive about it.

If you have something mean to say about "Sabrina the Teenage Witch," don't say it to me.  I will crush you.

If you have something mean to say about toy poodles, don't share your poison with me.

And, lastly, if you have something bad to say about working out on the elliptical, I don't want to hear it.

I am one of those people who would rather be hit in the head with a frozen sledge hammer than run on a treadmill.  I just hate it.  The entire time I am on one of those beastly contraptions I am counting down the seconds until I can get off.  No amount of catchy beats, or entertaining television can assist me in my misery.  But, when I get on the elliptical it's a totally different story.  I feel like I am running on a cloud.  My music is more interesting.  And, most importantly, I don't want to die.

I've heard people say that they don't feel like they can get as good of a workout on the elliptical as they can on the treadmill.  But, I am here to slap those people on the wrist.  If you're not sweating when you're on the elliptical, you're simply not doing it right.

I have tried many different elliptical workouts that I've found online, but below is one that I made.  

I am definitely not an expert on fitness or working out, but I do love it.  I never thought I would be one of those people who has fun at the gym, but I am.  If you try this workout out, let me know!  And if you have any favorite workouts, I want to know those too!  I am always on the hunt for a good workout.

(Edited to add:)

I have been getting some questions about what incline I use in this workout, and honestly I don't adjust the incline from a 1 or 2!  For a more intense workout, it could definitely be adjusted gradually as you progress through the chart, though.  

Bad Newlyweds.

Day four:  A picture of your night

This was taken before heading over to my parent's house for Garret's birthday celebration.  James just woke up from a much deserved nap.  It was a little bit rude of me to make him take a picture with me.  But he did.  Because he loves me.  

Last night I ate more food than I have ever consumed in one sitting.  Not joking.  A steak, six twice-baked potatoes, three heaping servings of fruit salad, and two birthday cookies.  My husband's appetite might be rubbing off on me.  Not good.  He still out-ate me, but not by much.  We  have a problem.

Can I let you in on a secret?  We've been married four months, and between the two of us we've gained 23 pounds.  Bad.  Bad newlyweds.  We joined a gym last week, in hopes of rectifying the situation, but we haven't been too consistent with it.  I need motivation.  It's not even about the aesthetics of it all--because, quite frankly, we're both too tall for it to be too noticeable {Mista T. is 6'5", and I'm 5'10"}.  I just want to be healthy.  I've never been a good exerciser.  I've gone through periods where I would workout everyday--but I've never kept it up for longer than a few months. But this ends now.  I'ma keep with it.  And by "keep with it", I mean start.  

I got this.  But, if you feel  like encouraging me, that would be okay, too.