As anybody who has been a receptionist knows, the job is horrible for your figure! All that sitting results in what I call “The Receptionist Butt.” Even before I was laid-off from my last job, I was fighting the admin ass, and now I’m on a rump-reducing rampage!

I’ve really stepped-up the exercise for the past few months.  Once I realized pilates and yoga with my cat were not burning fat, I turned to cardio. Now I’ve adopted a P90X-esque mentality, mixing-up my focus and routines to A: Keep me from getting bored and B: Optimize the workout.

This is what I look like when I work-out...

Sadly, the fat is stubborn, and I’ve seen no significant difference yet…until last weekend!

I’ve been roller blading through my neighborhood as a way to get my heart pumping while focusing on my lower back, legs and butt. It’s fun and intense, and it kicks my Prentass. Well, this weekend I did an epic roller blade excursion, and it was much easier. I climbed all four hills without huffing and puffing. I even added a fifth! I didn’t need to take breathers, and my post-workout coma on the couch was much shorter! So, I may not be down a pants size yet, but it’s almost more thrilling to know my heart and the rest of my body is stronger and healthier. I was so proud of myself!

I’d like to thank myself, Netflix and my trainer, Tybee. She joins me for my workouts and has thus taught me Meow-ga, Purrrlates, and Ty-bee.

"Mommy, if you can touch your toes, you can give me a damn shoulder rub instead. It's called multi-tasking. Grrl, you bettah werk!"