2 years ago, after countless middle-of-the-night baby feedings and watching a million infomercials, I finally did it.
I bought P90X.
I also bought some of the supplement powder crap that they suggest you buy.
And some of the ridiculously expensive protein bars.
I did the pre-program fitness tests.
You know, so I could do them again at the end to see how much faster and stronger I had become.
I took the before pictures.
I bought a watch with a heart rate monitor, yoga blocks, and a mat.
I recorded my starting weight.
And all the reps/weights/etc. for each exercise I did in each of the dvd’s.
After the first week, I hadn’t lost any weight.
After the second week I still hadn’t lost any weight.
And I still hadn’t lost any inches.
I tried to remain positive.
After the third week, my weight was still the same.
But my inches weren’t.
Because I had gained them.
My waist was almost a full inch bigger than it had been when I had started.
I had been vigilant about what I was eating.
In fact, I had even started adding in a run three days a week.
So what the hell was the problem?
Well, it wasn’t what I was putting into my stomach.
It was what was already in there.
Like a baby.
When I started P90X, all gung-ho and motivated, I was 8 weeks pregnant.
I had no idea.
By the time I figured it out, I was just about in my second trimester.
So I packed Tony Horton away.
Yesterday I broke him out.
This time I’m doing the whole thing.
90 more days.
I bet you thought I was done with the pictures.
But I’m not.
I started out posting them for one main reason.
Over 9000 people read this blog each month.
Over 9000 people would see my pictures.
I did not want over 9000 people to see me fail.
I did not want to have to post a picture of myself one week and have over 9000 people know that I did not follow through.
It helped to keep me on track.
So I’m kicking it up a notch.
Time to raise the bar.
Yesterday I went to Target.
With these 5.
That’s how committed I am. Enough to shlep these 5 through Target.
You see that shit in the background?
I bought one yesterday.
For the first time in 8 years, I bought a bikini.
It’s pretty skimpy.
Now there is nothing to hide behind.
Not even bike shorts.
It doesn’t look so hot right now.
But in 90 days, I am going to be one hell of a mothereffing MILF.
I said it.
Lose to Win helped me shed quite a few pounds.
But I still have about 15 to go.
And there’s a lot of shit that needs to be toned up.
I also had a lot of people tell me that I had motivated them.
That doesn’t suck.
And I know how I feel when the Biggest Loser is over.
Knowing that every Monday I’m going to see someone else with the same struggles as me gives me a little hope.
And an extra motivational boost.
So for the next 13 weeks I’m gonna keep it going.
But there’s one more thing.
I’m offering something up to any of you who may need a push.
Or something a little bigger to help hold yourself accountable.
If you are feeling brave, let me know.
If you would like to document your journey for the next twelve weeks, I will post your pictures.
Just like I did.
Having thousands of people to be accountable to was pretty powerful for me.
It was scary.
But it was also uplifting.
So many people gave me words of support.
So I’m putting that out there.
If you are committed, and serious, the offer is there.
Speaking of pictures, here are mine.
Not pretty, but I’m getting there…
65 Days til summer 🙂
Day 92 (New Day 1)
Day 92 (New Day 1)