Week 2 of P90X

I started week 2 of P90X last night. It was not as bad as it was the first time around. I am not as sore today and I was able to step it up a bit last night. Cool!
The kids are loving school, Sarah has made a new friend whom she refers to by her full name at all times. Never just the first name, I think that is so funny! Tyler thinks he has the "greatest teacher ever". I think he may be right!

5 Random Thoughts About Yoga

1. My body is not as limber as it used to be, as evidenced by doing Yoga X.

2. I would never do yoga in a public setting. Wow, you have to get into some funky positions.

3. I can totally see how it can be addicting. My sore muscles felt great after being all stretched out.

4. I really, really should have started with something not X. You know, just plain yoga.

5. I could go the rest of my life without ever seeing Tony in his man-leggings/yoga pants.

Stay tuned for more ramblings of working out from a person who didn't have to workout in the past and is a little bitter about it now. Until then, I'll be soaking my sore muscles.

P90X: Exercise or Self Inflicted Torture...you decide.

Heaven help me, I started P90X on Monday. I want to document my progress. I would really like to post pics because I think it would motivate me to want to look better than the before pics but let's just be real. There is no way on this earth I would post a picture of myself in a sports bra and shorts on the internet for the world to see. Maybe if there is significant improvement after 30 days. We'll see.

Now, on to the workout. Day one was not too bad while I was doing it. I mean, I was thinking it was hard and obviously I couldn't do anywhere near what Tony was doing, but it was okay. I did the best I could and when I got up the next day was a little sore, but not too bad. Last night was Plyo and man oh man, it was hard. I am pretty sure it could be used as some form of torture. My legs felt like rubber about 25 minutes in. The soreness has kicked in today, too. My upper body is more sore and my legs are getting worse by the hour. Again, I ask myself what I was thinking.

Someone who has been through this, please tell me it gets easier and it is worth it.

Please.

School is Cool

This week my middle baby started Kindergarten. That just doesn't seem right. She went right in, found her desk, sat down and started making friends. I know I should be happy it was that easy for me, but part of me wanted her to need me. We stood in the hallway for a minute watching her. As we walked off, I turned to Kev and said "Well, there she goes, off to the rest of her life...without me."

That night, I asked them what they thought of school and Tyler replied that he hates school but he loves second grade and loves his teacher. I didn't have the heart to tell him that means he loves school. :) Sarah simply said "School is cool."

And so we're off. Another school year, here we come!