I was a lot less sore today than I was yesterday, mostly because hubby gave me a calf massage before bed last night. However, a new problem arose: I just had no energy today. And my lower back hurt. Yesterday I was working through the pain, today I was trying not to fall asleep during the big half-way break. It was kinda sad. I think I know what it was, though. Usually two days is pretty much my max as far as doing something consistently, if I get started at all. 48 hours in I'm all like "okay, you did good, and you deserve a treat" or "wow, that was hard, time for a rest" or "OMG I'm scared, find an excuse, FIND IT!" My brain was waiting for me to stop as usual today. It didn't think I was gonna need any energy, and it sure as hell didn't give it up easy. This theory is supported by the fact that halfway through the last video, as I was jogging in a circle because Jillian's buttkicks were killing me, I suddenly smelled cheddar and sour cream chips, clear as day and more delicious than I ever thought possible. It was hilarious, I would have laughed if I had any breath for it. My subconscious was trying really hard to derail me, this time by using the element of surprise. Fortunately, I was busy jogging. :-)
In summary: finished day three, am awesome. Woot!