I'm not a novice at this point. I believe I have completed the P90X program 3 times now. The last time I finished was just about 6 months ago, so The beginning of April 2011.
In April I moved south of the border. No, no, no...I dont live in Mexico. I moved south of the Orange County/San Diego county line. Yeah, I know what's the diff? Not sure yet but anyway...
After a pretty irresponsible 6 months of chorizo burritos, all the chips and salsa I could dream of, numerous orders of Carne Asada fries, california burritos, chicken burritos, double beef burrito combo plates (FYI, these beans in these combo plates have about all the LARD you would expect and there is no shame in their game), cheesesteaks, pizzas, hot wings (NOTE: One hot wing challenge won, one hot wings challenge failed...but I'll be back), and toward the end even a 4x4 Animal style just to go out with a bang. Typically all of this fare would be washed down with a strawberry shake or refreshing Mexican cerveza.
Not much exercise to balance out the above carnival of nonsense during this time either. Oh, and that reminds me...I did attend a couple carnivals or fairs but the details of those outings intake can pretty much be arrived at without much imagination.
So here I am today. Round four of P90X commencing...but this time is a bit more daunting. You see, I have ordered the p90x2 program which will be delved around Christmas time and my commitment is to run through the first p90x and roll right into version 2.0. So we are talking 6 months of pretty good training.
I have managed to recover 15 pounds of more or less BS since I concluded p90x. I was surprised it was not more considering the abundance of sludge I managed to power down. I think my metabolism was jump started pretty good from my P90x days and carried on for a while allowing me to process the aforementioned onslaught with remarkable efficiency. Only over the last couple months did I really notice a physical difference in the way I felt, looked, and moved.
I didn't mean to, but I let myself down. I seriously launched a nuclear carbo-fat attack on myself. However, the most delicious nuclear carbo-fat attack I have ever experienced. That had to be said.
The fun is over. The nonsense ends now. I apologize to all the taco stands and pizza joints that will have a much softer 4th quarter without my patronage.
Time to press play again.
lol! Well I'm just going to send this over to your new priest and that will take care of your next confession. Yikes! Thank goodness for p90! I'm mostly glad you're doing this because now I'll get to talk to you more than when you lived closer. ;) Maybe you can include some photos this time around... your new equipment, Warrior pose, your California burrito-less diet.
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