p90x

first, i'd like to say thank you for your comments and messages in regards to my workout journey.  i really can't explain what it feels like to have almost completed 90 days of something.

several of you asked how i found the time. i'm glad you did :)

it varies.  some mornings i wake around 5 and workout.  most of the workouts in p90x are around 50 to 60 minutes long.  i'll be honest.  i don't ever do the stretching at the end.  so that usually takes around 5 to 7 minutes off the total time.

on the mornings i get up at 5, i find i feel best on those days.  i eat healthy meals.  i don't crave sweets and sugar.  at first, around 3 i would be exhausted.  but once i started really sticking with it, i wasn't tired.  however, i do have to go to sleep by 10 if i'm gonna wake at 5.

monday and wednesday, pratt goes to mothers day out.  from 9 to 2.  max takes his first nap around 9.  and it's usually an hour to an hour and a half.  so i work out when he's napping at 9.  i TRY to do it then because it's so easy.  this does mean that by the time i'm either getting in the shower or about to get ready, he's up.  and ready to play.  so we have been doing a LOT of playing on the bathroom floor.  we do a TON of peek-a-boo from the shower.  he eats lots and lots of cheetos while i shower and blow dry my hair.  but you moms understand that.  multitasking.  it goes hand in hand with motherhood.  or as my friend rachel says, "smotherhood".  amen.

and finally, more days than not, pratt and i do our "exercises" together.  he loves it.  he loves tony horton.  he loves my weights.  he loves drinking the water.  he loves jumping up and down.

but he most loves asking me a million and ten questions when i'm about to die and i'm out of breathe and sweating profusely.  that's what he really loves to do.  and sometimes he will walk to the pantry, get a bag of chips or little debbie nutty bar and bring it into the living room WHILE i'm working out and proceed to eat it while doing his "exercises".

so yes, it's not an ideal workout situation.  i'm often interrupted to get max.  or help pratt wipe.  or whatever else you can imagine.  but it works.  and i'm "doing my best and forgetting the rest".  so that's winning in my book.

to answer one of the questions, yes.  i started from nothing.  i had tried p90x before, but had never stuck with anything.  well, i did workout with my friend whitney after she had her baby like a million years ago.  but i had not done anything consistently since then.

as silly as it sounds, i talked to clint about it.  like, really opened up to him about it.  told him things that i hadn't talked about before.  about how i hated my legs.  and how i had fat, saggy knees.  how i was the most self conscious i had ever been.  and i won't go into much detail, but it was really affecting mine and his relationship.  i was uncomfortable with myself.  and he didn't understand why.  there was a HUGE lack of communication.

i want to stress that i'm happy how i am.  i still have work that needs to be done.  but i'm not through.  i'm 32.  and i've had 2 children.  and so my stomach will probably always have a little loose skin on it.  but there are abs there.  i never knew they were still there.  you won't ever catch me on facebook in a bikini.  or in booty shorts.  because this is my body.  not yours.  and so my weight and my results look different on me.

as i said before, i dropped 2 sizes.  here are my measurements from day 0, day 30 and day 60.

weight: 132/129/126
waist: 32/30/29
hips: 36/35/34
chest: 35/33/32
right arm and left arm: 11/10.5/10
right thigh: 20.5/19/19.5
left thigh: 21/20/19.5

that's over 18 inches, i think.

aside from working out, i did do shakeology for the first 30 days.  and still, every once in a while, i'll add it to oatmeal and eat it.  but i'm not really a fan of it.  mostly because it gets old.  quick.  but i think it's great.  and i wish i could force myself to eat it daily.  i just can't.  oh well.

i hear max stirring.  i hope this helps.  and i hope it motivates at least one person to get up and do something.  i cannot tell you how unhappy i was.  i dreaded summer.  i dreaded swimsuits.  i mean, i'm not looking forward to finding a bathing suit for the bahamas or anything...BUT, i won't cry in the dressing room.  and i'm definitely not gonna be rocking jeans all summer long.  which is what i did last summer.  hot, hot, hot.

have great mondays.


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