It's been a neck'n'neck race to the finish - either the cold was going to kill me, or the lack of physical activity. I'm not well yet, at all, it's true. But I don't CARE anymore! I can't DO this! I
am actually caught up on laundry, vacuuming, and dusting! I have reorganized kitchen cabinets - hell, I even redecorated the ENTIRE damn kitchen! It's clear to me that there is more on the line than just my health.... I'm slowly turning into a stepford-freakin-housewife.Before I start selling tupperware and color coordinating my kitchen towels in alphabetical order, I've decided I better get my act together. This, of course, means a new fitness experiment! I've decided to do the P90X program (BTW, if you are interested, order it online and haggle with the sales rep. You can get them down at least 20%.)
One of the perks of this program is that I GET NEW TOYS! *ahem* heh...Um...I mean... I must acquire certain pieces of equipment, that I may or may not have always wanted anyway, in order to participate in the program. *innocent batting of eyelashes*
In short....

I GOT MY POWER TOWER!!! YEAH, BABY!
I also got a pair of "push-up" handles. I am not exactly sure how these things are supposed to work. But if they're distracting enough to make the push-ups suck less, I'm all for it. My biggest weakness in fitness are pull-ups (I can only do about 1 1/2 full body weight) and push-ups (which if I am doing them fast I can knock out about 25 full on ones without crying, but if I do them at a normal/slow pace I'm at about 6-8 before my form starts to break.)
And did I mention.... I suckered my husband into the program too! HA! Am I good, or what? Ok, ok... I have ulterior motives. The first is that it's always easier to have a partner (in your HOUSE)when things are going to be strict. The second is that he needs the fitness program, and *I* have a thing for well muscled chests (I never said I wasn't selfish.) And the third... I have been campaigning to get my Power Tower for about 9 months now. This finally made it a MUST.
The program needs you to have a pull up station. There are no doorways to install a chin-up bar or the Jungle Jam station like they suggest, AND I wanted to be able to do dips and leg raises along with extra core work. It worked out so perfectly, it's like I had it planned all along.... Wait....Um.... No really, I didn't, it just worked out perfectly!
Unfortunately, this afternoon I've had to stand in line behind my daughter (who got a new bike) to put it together. But after a couple of hours, cussing, and two beers (hubby, not me) the bike is finally together, and it's MY TURN!!!!
You know, I remember having exciting Saturday nights. Parties.... Movies... Out till dawn... MY Saturday night is all about putting together a power tower and watching a DVD. OMG I feel old. We're still using Netflix (even though the jerks are throttling our account) and we have two movies to choose from to put on while we try and put the tower together that we haven't seen (who am I kidding? We haven't seen ANY movies in the theater in almost a decade, unless it's a kids movie. I have to admit, it's spoiled me for going out to a movie. I have to be dressed, I can't pause it to hit the ladies room....And people will NOT shut UP! OMG what is WRONG with people - not the kids, I'm talking about the ADULTS!?!) Hubby is voting for Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy.... I'm kinda leaning towards Tristan & Isolde.... But hey, hitchhikers works for me - then I can MAKE him SIT through the romance, HA! ;)
Either way, tomorrow I have everything I need to start P90X. .... Ok except for my health - but hey, who cares!!?!
I'm actually really looking forward to starting fresh. We've been throwing out any junk that is hiding around the house. Hubby says he's all in, and he keeps repeating it without me goading him or anything,..... D'yaknow, I think he MIGHT actually follow through!!





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