Cleanse Video Review

Most of you already know that I am a big fan of being fit. You also, by now, probably know that I am a skeptic. I don't really give much creedence to things like Ab-Rollers, Shake Weights, or (I just know that Mr. Norris is going to be waiting for me in the parking lot) that body sled thing that he created. Maybe that last one has some good points to it, actually, but not the other two. Shake weight? Really? No thanks.

Anyway, I have spent MANY sleepless nights and parts of nights wide awake on the couch, cruising through informercials. Of course, the P90-X/Insanity ones catch my interest. Why? Because to me, they make sense. Anyway, I have decided to make the leap and become a BeachBody Coach. I can already see some of your heads shaking, muttering something like, "Really?" Yes, really. I'll go into my "why" in another post. I do, however, PROMISE not to turn this blog into a big commercial for said products. Honestly.

That having been said, BeachBody's main meal replacement product, Shakeology, has a 3 Day Cleanse that you can do, so I did it. I am not big on people who promote things that they don't actually use, so i figured that i should probably try this out.
Reader's Digest version is that I liked it. It was simple. I didn't go through as much Charmin as I thought I would. I had plenty of energy, and it was ALL NATURAL. The only variation I did was that I continued to have my morning coffee. In it, I put less than 1tsp of raw sugar, and about a tsp of soy creamer. But I only had one per day, where i usually have 2 or 3.
A side 'benefit' is that I lost weight. I've been hovering around 165-168 for months. I'm ok with that, but with running season upon me, I was trying to get closer to 160. The morning of Day One, I weighed in at 165.4. The morning of Day 4 (which really isn't one of the days), I weighed in at 161.2. Same clothes, same scale, same time of day. Yes, it was mostly water weight. Yes, it will be interesting if I am able to maintain that weight. Yes, I will keep you posted. Yes, individual results will vary, blah blah blah.
So, as part of your usual FUN PHOTO FRIDAY, i give you a fun VIDEO friday. it is a review, but done in MY STYLE, not...well....just watch, if nothing else than to hear what i sound like and to see part of my house.
Link HERE.

Funny Friday (from email)

I rec'd this in my inbox at work today. Seems that someone here has a bit of a sense of humor and wanted to share. Who am I to deny you some chuckles? He says he found it on the web, but can't recall where...
Happy Friday!

Dear Diary,

For my birthday this year, I purchased a week of personal training at
the local health club. Although I am still in great shape since being a
high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a
good idea to go ahead and give it a try.
I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Christo, who identified himself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. Friends seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.
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MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was
well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Christo waiting
for me. He is something of a Greek god-- with blond hair, dancing eyes,
and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!!
Christo gave me a tour and showed me the machines.. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring!
Christo was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time he was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!
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TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door.
Christo made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air
then he put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the
treadmill, but I made the full mile. His rewarding smile made it all
worthwhile. I feel GREAT! It's a whole new life for me.
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WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the
counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a
hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to
steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Christo
was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club
members.. His voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning
and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Christo put me on the stair
monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an
activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Christo told me it would help
me get in shape and enjoy life. He said some other crap too.
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THURSDAY:
Butthole was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed as his
thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help
being a half an hour late-- it took me that long to tie my shoes. He
took me to work out with dumbbells. When he was not looking, I ran and
hid in the restroom. He sent some skinny witch to find me. Then, as
punishment, he put me on the rowing machine-- which I sank.
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FRIDAY:
I hate that jackass Christo more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic, little aerobic instructor. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it. Christo
wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you
don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the darn barbells or
anything that weighs more than a sandwich. The treadmill flung me off
and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have
been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
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SATURDAY:
Satan left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly
voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing his voice
made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel..
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SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and
thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my
husband will choose a gift for me that is fun-- like a root canal or a
hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would
have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!