America's Toughest Toddler Trainer!
She looks sweet, right?
That's just because the workout hasn't begun yet. She doesn't want to hear your excuses!
We want reps! Now! Fast! Do you want flabby arms for your wedding, mom? Didn't you just buy a (gorgeous) sleeveless gown? DO IT! Pain is just fear leaving the body!
Also, please try to look as cute and fashionable as I do when exercising. It's really the only way to be.
*I have lost
an entire person a significant amount of weight in the last ten months or so. Usually when people ask my method I'll mumble something about single motherhood/distraction/grilled chicken/
running/having my butt handed to me by
Jillian Michaels DVDs
. But today I'm coming clean. It happened because I have America's Toughest Toddler Trainer on my case 24/7. (Anyone want to sign her for a DVD series/TV show/book deal?) In case you think I'm kidding, she carries around my
15 pound kettlebell
. FOR FUN. She only weighs 30 pounds, guys!
Send me strength, blog readers. And lean protein. I'm going to need it.
