Dear Mother of God DrNo - he might as well have pissed all over the Altar of Garmin. Send him on a retreat to Lourdes for a month for redemption. Will you recover from the shock? More importantly, is The Garmin okay...? 
wheely - now don't fret, I eased myself gently into this thread didn't I? I just don't think they are quite ready for me over there yet though.
Right SHRED IS DONE!
Full Shred report:-
I sat on the sofa and tentatively open the DVD. I placed it in the DVD player and switched on TV. DD1 waits with bated breath at what her Mother is about to do. She looks concerned. Up pops Jillian looking rather thick in the waist. Has she been on steroids I wonder... Oh well, carry on. Decides to use the 2.3kg weights from the pyramid.
Dickhead move.
Warming up nearly kills me, toenails are still looking dodgy as fuck but manages to do jumping jacks Natalie stylee. Moves on to press ups. I couldn't even to beginner ones. Upper body strength of a mouse. Bravely struggles on.
Gets cocky, am thinking "what are those rubbing ladies on about, this is piss easy". Starts the squats with thingymajics (shoulder presses I think). All good. Then I hear a child shout "I need a poo". Come back, start again. Hear "my bum is sore". Runs upstairs with Sudocrem> Come back start again. At this point it was becoming hell.
Time goes on, this is getting hard I'm thinking. Then the 2.3kg weights start to show their strength on the side lunges with thingimajics, I admit defeat and lash them on the couch. I'm sure Jillian is laughing at me in my hazed state.
DD2 and DD3 decide to sod the iPad and see what all the grunting is. I am exhausted. DD3 is lying on me as I am attempting reverse crunches. I give up. DD1 is crying that she hasn't had "GRACE TIME" and "Mummy you are embarrassing me!!!".
I am fucked. It is good. That is all.