Resolutions and Burpees

I don't really like New Year's Resolutions. They make no sense to me. You make a resolution (which is the act of resolving or determining upon an action or course of action, method, procedure, etc.) and approx. one week later, you stop doing whatever it is you resolved to do. In particular, I am thinking of fitness resolutions.

Okay, so I wouldn't actually turn it into
a bar, but I thought this was funny.

I could make so many resolutions for this year. "I resolve to run a 5k." "I resolve to workout 3 times a week." "I resolve to eat better." "I resolve to..." the list goes on and on. But honestly, what do resolutions do? You follow your new, carefully laid out plan for a bit. Maybe you even last a month or two, but in the end, you generally don't follow through.  Maybe you are one of those rare people who actually do follow through. Well, kudos to you. But I think most of us don't, myself majorly included. 

Okay, I am done with that rant now. Moving on. 

So this month, I am doing a burpees challenge. By show of hands, how many people love burpees? Yeah. I thought so.

I hate burpees. Like, with a passion. But, since I am slightly crazy at times, when I saw this challenge, I just couldn't resist. Join me maybe?

I am thinking that by about day 18, I am going to hate me. But hey, no pain no gain, Jack. (If you haven't seen Duck Dynasty, you wouldn't get this quote. Also, if you haven't seen Duck Dynasty, something is wrong with you.) Alright. I am done ranting and raving. 

P.S. Please don't hold anything I have said against me....I am running on very little sleep.