Am I really doing this?

This is a blog about my jiggle. Well, actually how I'm trying to get rid of my jiggle. My jiggle is otherwise known as junk, pudge, or squish. Or more frequently referred to as:
"Is that REALLY my ass or a vat of cottage cheese?"
"No honey, mommy's tummy is not a giant marshmellow"
"What the f$&! is growing on each side of my lower back?"
"Hello muscles ... ARE YOU IN THERE????

I'm actually not a overly plump person. I've exercised off an on throughout my entire life and dieted off and on throughout my entire life too (boo). I gained 50+ pounds with both my pregnancies and managed (thank you weight watchers) to lose that weight both times. If it weren't for the 3 pounds I gained this week in anticipation of the healthy lifestyle I'm about to embark (read: I've been eating like I was about to be dropped on a freaking deserted island for years!) - I'm usually hover around my pre-pregnancy weight. The problem is that after baby #2, I never regained any muscle. I'm a wiggly jiggly mess. To put it in perspective, when I jog, things on my body jiggle, like they are running a race of their own (and for those of you who have seen my post breastfeeding, less than A cup boobies, you know I'm not talking about them.) My body is actually ok from my belly button north, but anything south of the equator needs some serious help. Our new house has a giant full length mirror in the closet, its just not a good way to wake up in the morning.

This brings me to P90X. No, it isn't a robot that is going to vacuum your floors or some hot new video gaming console. Its an extreme at home workout DVD series, which apparently is going to turn me into a lean, muscle packed goddess. That is, of course, if I manage to get my ass up to work out 6-7 days/week and eat grilled food and veggies for the next 90 days. I can do anything for 90 days, right???

I'm blogging about this journey not because I love blogging, not because I have a spare second in my day to blog, and definitely not because I just LOVE working out so much that I have to share my exercise joy with the planet. It is because I'm weak. I know as I type this the probability of my completing this program is quite low. What is the saying? "When pigs fly???" I'm blogging strictly to have accountability to someone other than my weak, cherish every morsel of sleep I can get, often unmotivated ... self.

So, if you get bored, need a break from Facebooking, interested in P90X or simply enjoy watching train wrecks, check back and check in on me and my new exercising journey.

Guess I better but down my bourbon and get to bed. Tomorrow should be interesting.