Anyone who has had a kid or grandkid in the house in the past 18 years has probably seen Toy Story. In my case, we alternate between the 3 movies every few days... they’re a favorite. In the first movie, Sid Phillips, the demented next door neighbor kid receives a rocket in the mail. He runs up the stairs of his house, completely ecstatic, “It came! It finally came!”
That was me today. Well, minus the buzz cut, braces and skull t-shirt… I admit to being slightly demented…
On top of the box there’s a little saying, “Decide. Commit. Succeed." Oh my gosh, that’s the mindset that led me to this program! Here are my 10 DVDs, my extra 2 DVDs, my calendar, a bunch of advertisements and my Nutrition Guide. Of course, that’s the first thing I open. I possess a very Garfield like mentality on the subject of dieting and lead an extremely passionate love affair with food. That is part of the reason I’m in the predicament I’m in.
There are a few pages of explanations of how to use food to fuel your body and how to figure out your calorie needs. The program follows the 5 meals a day rule to keep your metabolism up and running constantly. In the book there are 10 recipes for each of the 5 meals. Score! They actually look appetizing, not at all the picture of diet food which is a relief. If I’m not eating only rabbit food then I will actually enjoy keeping to this guide.
Moving on from the nutrition guide I start noticing the warning labels, EVERYWHERE. More warning labels than come with a carton of cigarettes, no joke here. It’s everywhere: Consult your doctor, consult your physician, we’re not just saying it, really, consult your physician! Oh crap… this is thing is more dangerous than smoking? I begin getting flashes of myself keeling over and gasping for breath and my tombstone stating I died while doing high kicks. I wonder if zombies can feel embarrassment because I can just see myself rolling face down in my grave because of this.
I feel doubt again. I watch part of the first DVD, the fit test. We are supposed to do it before we start and every 2 weeks of the program to track our progress. Okay, doesn’t seem that bad… Shaun T. stresses that we keep our form. If we can’t do the moves right, then we take a minute and then try continuing. Stop if you feel pain. Push yourself, but know your limits. This seems realistic, but this is just the test, how bad are the workouts? I suppose I won’t really know until I try them myself. According to my fun little calendar they start the workouts on Monday and go through Saturday, having Sundays as rest days.
The Delay:
All right, as it happens, my package isn’t quite right. After completely going through the contents I discovered there has been a mix-up and I received 2 copies of one DVD while I am totally missing one work out DVD. I was so freaking excited to get this going and start my journey only to now have to contact the Amazon seller and see if they will send me the missing disc.
I am extremely disappointed. And yet, I am a little relieved. The contents of that package intimidated the heck out of me. At least now I have another week to try and whip myself into semi-shape. It has given me the exact motivation I needed to pull out the old Tae-Bo tapes and blow the dust off. Okay, come on Billy Blanks… I really need not to be killed by Shaun T.
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