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So.Much.Pain.

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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Time to Get in Shape

Ok, if you know me personally, you know that one of my LEAST favorite things in the world to do is exercise. I always spill my wine all over me and my carpet, it’s not pretty. 😉 Seriously though, with my 20 year high school reunion coming up in October, it’s time I get up off my backside and take care of the extra fluff I’ve got going on. (I mean, I’m not the Stay Puff Marshmallow man or anything, but I could stand to get some lean mass going on…) So today, the torture starts! Hubby and I will be whining, whimpering, crying, crawling, soaking, (more crying), through the next 90 days with P90X. I’m not going to lie, I’m scared.

 Even with the fear, I am looking forward to feeling better and having more energy. I’m going to need a fair amount of energy when school starts in the fall!

 So, If you see me over the next several months, please, don’t make any sudden movements, scare me, or smack me on the back to say hello. I don’t think my muscles are going to be able to handle any kind of extra jolt. On the other hand, if you see me in a crumpled mess on the sidewalk, don’t be alarmed, it’s just that my muscles have given me all they can and are tired and resting. Feel free to call 911; a stay in the hospital would get me out of my next workout… J

 Hopefully I’ll be giving you updates on my progress, assuming the muscles in my fingers are still functional during this process…


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