About a month ago, I got all jacked up on the idea of working out. Yeahhhh bro! I was all about beating down Jillian Michaels and pretty much calling her a skank, slut, whore, biatch and every other name in the book. I was determined to get back into the groove of working out and getting “shredded”. Yeah. That didn’t happen. I completely failed at that goal. I worked out for about a week and a half straight, I was on a roll. Then everything seemed to just get in the way. The floors had to be mopped. The rugs…
