I'm smiling right now because I put on my headphones after hearing "Mommy" five times (They are in bed and trying to milk every moment they can to stay awake). Listening to Billy Joel sing, "I don't care what you say, this is my life," I feel liberated! Yes, I'm that kind of Mom!
I've been preparing to start P90X...for those of you who don't know what that stands for, neither do I! I just know that it's an intense 90 day, 1 hour workout that includes a bland diet and a buff looking guy who keeps saying, "Embrace the struggle." I'm embracing a little craziness, but, I'm in it for 90 days!!
This morning my husband and I enjoyed a quiet breakfast at LePeeps. It was quite lovely until we started talking about P90X. Then the "dreads" slowly crept into my gut. My husband, trying to motivate me, begins to explain that when I gain weight it tends to go to my face first. Before you get angry with my husband I have to tell you that this is something he would never say to me normally. I knew he was trying to get me fired up so I would hit the yoga mat! It worked! Tomorrow at 5:30 a.m. I will drink my pre-workout drink and warm up my stiff muscles and quickly begin to sweat.
Mel
