Let me preface this by saying I am typing with my nose. jj. But I am wondering how I am going to drive my daughter to the doctor at noon. I just did P90X, Day 1. Wow. wow. To anyone thinking of doing it, get the pull up bar. I tried to use my son’s bar upstairs, and it’s the old-school, straight across type. P90X is modified & movable…I might get it. P90 also uses the rubber tubes; I’m thinking of those, too…
Keep in mind I’m 42 & pretty busy physically, anyway. My arms are like noodles. I would give myself a C+ overall for today. I learned that I have a ways to go in upper body strength, cuz there are way too many push-ups to count! I modified many of the exercises for my capabilities and in consideration of equipment…or lack thereof. I pulled out my balance ball for the back flies and used it several times for pushups. I figured my best effort was better than nothing, even if it felt like I wasn’t on their level. I like that there is a time limit on exercises. You don’t have to do 50 push-ups. Just do what you can in the allotted time…like a minute. Breaks are okay. With 20 minutes left of the program, I took a BREAK and ran almost 2 miles with my girls riding on their bikes. I just needed to get out there! I don’t know how I pumped my arms to run, but here I am! I finished the workout. It’s intense.
San Antonio was wonderful for our Easter getaway. The best part was having our kiddos with us. I sure do love our family. One of our boys got sick on the way over, so we ended up in a walk-in clinic and had a couple of bad nights with him up coughing. Now it seems that our 4th grader is getting it, hence the visit to the doctor. ‘Sall good, though.
I love being a mom. How many times do you get to say in an ordinary day the following statements within a 3 minute time span? “Put the knife down, please.” “No, you don’t look like a robot.” I love it. I love reflecting on the things that actually come out of my mouth in response to these little souls I am entrusted with. It’s great. I wouldn’t trade a crazy nano-second of any of it. Oh, the knife comment? 3rd grader was trying to cut open a package with a steak knife. Robot? Same 3rd grader was brushing her hair & felt a little iffy about her bangs.