I don't feel as dead as I did after day #1. When I finished last night, I lied down on the couch. My husband kept asking me if I was okay. I could barely open my eyes I was so tired and nauseous. I remember watching the Biggest Loser and seeing some of the people throwing up from working out too hard. I felt like everything I had eaten for the day was about to come up. When I did open my eyes, the room was closing in on me. I must be seriously out of shape for one twenty minute workout to make me feel that way. I'm glad I don't feel like that again. It would be very un-motivating to continue tomorrow with day #3 if that was the feeling I was going to have after every workout.
My legs are really hurting right now as I sit her in the recliner. It seems as though every move is one move away from a muscle cramp. In a way, it's a good feeling, because I know that the workout is working. I'm just hoping that it doesn't keep me awake tonight.
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