Oh boy, I obviously had absolutely NO IDEA what I was getting myself into with this P90X thing (ok, I did, I must have had a momentary lapse of my senses). But, since I’m trying to stay motivated, let me start with the positive stuff…
I’m actually pretty proud of myself for sticking with this so far. Yeah, I know, today is only day 4, but cut me some slack. Just putting the disc in is an effort for me! I’ve done better with the exercises than I thought that I would. Of course I can’t do it all yet, but like Tony says, “Do your best, forget the rest.”
Which brings me to the negative…WHO THE HELL INVENTED PLYOMETRICS?! Are you kidding me?! I literally thought I was going to die. But, I did what Tony said, and I forgot the entire last half hour of that torture. I’m pretty sure that’s not what he meant, but it was either turn it off or begin to yell profanities at my TV. And besides, I couldn’t catch my breath enough to yell if I’d wanted to. My muscles are screaming so much that it hurts to sleep. Yes, it’s true. I wake up in the middle of the night because I’ve rolled over and apparently that pisses off my muscles right now.
I’ve talked to my sister, who is now on week 9 and she assures me that the pain becomes more manageable. I sure hope so, because if she’s lying to me, she’s on my hit list too…right behind Tony what’s his name…
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