The plan is to kick start Rev Abs on Thursday, 9/1 and work through the program until December. I'll take that merry old month off & hit P90X2 hard come January 1.
I have to say that it feels odd starting a new program without having shared the Brazil Butt Lift experience with you. I kind of feel like I snuck that one in -- all DL & what not. Here's the truth of it:
1. I just can't bring myself to take a pic of my booty -- not the pre or post booty. Sorry. I know I should be a bigger person, but the very thought of showing ya'll the bum bum makes me do a brown girl blush - which you can't see, but it's sooooo there! I will say, that I've received my husband's full approval and he is willing to provide references upon request. (Not really, my husband is painfully shy &, per the new booty, blissfully happy.)
2. Speaking of the brown girl thing, it's kind of embarrassing to admit that I even needed booty intervention. I mean, we should have that in the bag right? Wrong! Oh, lord, so wrong. I have never had any booty to speak of & I come from a line of flat & wides so consider that one myth that is officially de-bunked! I knew Leandro's moves were working when folks started commenting on my rump. One woman actually bemoaned a sagging rump while dismissing mine as "natural." Ha! Natural my a$$. It's all Ipanema walks & Samba tornadoes over here baby.
3. I have to say that the whole process has been one of those closet endeavors. You know, the secret workouts you do and only talk about after it works. Kinda like getting hair extensions, new boobs or a tummy tuck. No one announces it before. You use back entrances & call in sick. But after, you're all nonchalant when someone notices that you look great but can't quite put their finger on why.
And so, here I stand with my bum finally bigger than my gut. It's kinda nice. & yes, you will now be tempted to sneak a peek at the old rumpus-ka-dumpus the next time we meet. It's cool. I'm on the other side of the hump now (excuse the pun).
Now, the plan is to attack my tummy. The basics are in place. By some unexpected miracle, I've managed to pull the post-cesarean "apron" back into place. I even have fledgling muscles in place. I have just enough success at having things I NEVER even imagined that I say, what the heck? I'm goin for it & I'm goin public - so there!
Do I seriously think I can do it? You bet this sweet rump I do!
Until next,
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