last night garrett & i started doing p90x. its an exercise program. you do a different dvd everyday. the method is to keep your body confused, so you don't plateau. when i saw hojo's hot bod this weekend, i bought into the theory immediately.
and now i'm going to pay for it. we did the warm up & i was ready to be done. yes, that is the level of my patheticness. warm up did me in. i stuck it out though & kept trying. alls i'll say is this: i've never done so many push ups in my life! and i do girly push ups. cause i can't do the ones that they do. the military one was especially cruel. oh, and my carpet doesn't smell good. what do i do about that?
tonight is "plyometrics" which holly said is the hardest of all. what the??? you mean to tell me last night's workout wasn't the hardest? no offense hojo, but i'm kinda hoping she's wrong (or just differently opinioned)
do you think i wanted to cry this morning while trying to blow dry my hair? cause i did. i mean, i didn't actually cry, but i wanted to. my chest & arms are so sore & tired. last night in bed, i couldn't even be bothered to read, cause it hurt to hold up my book!