30 days of Harley Pasternak - Day 5

I decided to do one of Harley Pasternak's workouts every day in June, after being abruptly forced into summer clothes. I think I started on Day 3 because that's what my daughter had left in the VCR and on Day 3 or Day 4 Harley had me doing lunges until my eyes bled. Needless to say, I've been sore all week. I've been popping Ibuprofen like it's candy and one day I couldn't even walk up or down the stairs.

AND, I'm fatter than ever. Every part of me is bloated and swollen and protruding and this is not what I was going for. But now I can't stop. Now it's a mission. Now I MUST find a way to fit this video in every. single. day.

I was hoping, by July 1, to buy myself a bikini for the first time since giving birth but I don't see it happening. By July 1 I will be the size of a parade balloon. Puffy and bloated and tethered to earth by sweaty and determined volunteers holding on to ropes.

It's quite an accomplishment, I know.

Kara Kara Kara

I did not want to like her.

I refused to read any of the articles about her this summer when American Idol tried to force interest in the show months before the new season even aired by "leaking" information about the new judge.

I sat down to watch the first episode wearing my "Hasn't Paula been through enough?" t-shirt.

And yet.....

I kind of like how she's taken over.

I kind of like how she keeps dissing bikini girl.

I kind of like how she doesn't want wait for Simon to answer before she has an opinion.

And, I don't know if she's responsible, but I like the reduction of "Dawg" from Randy.

And did I mention that I like her attitude towards bikini girl?

Kara DioGuardi, I humbly apologize. Long may you wave.