Bootie Camp, Day 1

It's 12:41 p.m. I am ready for bed. My arms and legs feel like Jell-o and, contrary to popular belief and a great marketing scheme, there is NOT always room for Jell-o. I'm suffering from the aftermath of the beginning of my own personal boot camp which I have lovingly dubbed, "Bootie Camp".

This morning, I set my alarm for 7:00 a.m. with the very best of intentions to begin my exercise at that time. Unlike real boot camp, I turned my alarm off and fell back asleep until 9:00-something. My daughter had expressed some interest in joining Bootie Camp with me, so I woke her up after I got out of bed, and we did step aerobics for 40 minutes, 200 jumping jacks, 50 crunches, and a cool down. Then we had water, and oatmeal with skim milk for breakfast, and I am having a cup of coffee with no sugar. I'm keeping a separate Bootie Camp journal to write about my progress and how my body feels each day so that, at the end of the week, I can see what I've accomplished. Part of this camp is giving up Facebook for the week as well, since I waste a tremendous amount of time on there accomplishing absolutely nothing.

Tomorrow, I'm hoping this ridiculous snow will melt once again, and I can go walking after the meeting I have with my newspaper publisher in Middlebury, then Aria and I are going to try an exercise class at the Dance Academy which is only $5 in the evening. That is, if I can get everything else accomplished and make a sensible dinner as well. (Oatmeal for breakfast each day of Bootie Camp, Slim Fast for lunch, and a "sensible dinner" which is really difficult for me, since I don't eat fruit or raw vegetables).

Today is a catch-up day for me. I'm working on laundry, and Zachary's planning on having me help him with his taxes, and there is some serious deep cleaning that needs to happen. I have lists of projects that I want to start working on around the house, and lists of more lists I want to write to get more things accomplished. (I tell you, when I am in list-writing mode, I am unstoppable!!! Until I stop.)

I'm still enjoying the aroma of fresh roses and baby's breath from this gorgeous bouquet that my husband got me for Valentine's Day, right here on my desk. In fact, I usually do my blogging from the bedroom, but I brought the laptop into the office so I could sit at my desk and smell the flowers while I typed. It's lovely.

I'm going to try to post a new blog each day of Bootie Camp, especially since I'm not on Facebook, so you can be a part of the weight-loss shenanigans, too. Stay tuned...

Stephanie Jean