I just had an interesting text conversation with my hubby.
Me: I think I want to sign up for the next 10 week challenge with Farrells.
Prince Charming: ok
Me: wait . . . really?
PC: if you promise to commit 100%, no excuses - yes, really.
Me: but, it's really expensive
PC: yeah. so you better be committed.
Me: really?
At this point, you should probably start filling out your nominations for my husband's sainthood application.
PC: Yes. really. Take the checkbook and get it done punk ass.
So, maybe just a really minor sainthood would be ok. I mean, saints don't call their wives punk ass, do they? Wait . . . . do saints even have wives? Are they allowed to get married? Poor saints.
Me: Ok, I called and had to leave a message for them to call me back. I mean, I don't even know if they have room for me and I will probably not even pass the test to get into the program andit's really a lot of money and what if I don't do well and I think I am hyperventilating.
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PC: you can do this, babe. I believe in you. You are going to be fine. Don't they have a $1k prize if you win or something at the end?
Me: more hyperventilating here.
PC: You can keep every penny of it WHEN you win.
I love this man. He just gave me almost $400 to join a ten week intensive exercise program. And by intensive, I mean even fit people who exercise all of the time have trouble moving the first few weeks. I may die, but at least my headstone can say "she tried". So, yeah, just waiting to get a phone call and then I am totally signing up for the biggest beating my body will ever have been through. Willingly.
That mother trucking scale better not disappoint me.
If you're wondering if they have a Farrell's near you (or are just wondering what the deal is about the program), check out their site: http://www.extremebodyshaping.com/
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