Erik and I have a new shared interest - P90X. You might remember I attempted this last fall, managed to get an infection in my elbow that made it swell to the size of Manhattan, and was advised by a doctor not to use it for 6 weeks. So it was something like P20X.
My six weeks were up around the time of Erik's sabbatical, so he suggested we do it together. Each morning around 6 we join our friend Tony Horton for an hour plus of pushing ourselves. If you don't know Tony, you're missing out, because he's funny, motivating, and wickedly in shape. The best part is his one liners. We've kept a list:
Makes me hap-py
No Krispy Kremes in the house!
Yeah, I know it’s hard. It’s supposed to be!
Tip of the day: Don’t smash your face.
Taking a little break here, but don’t be going off to the grocery store buying nasty food!
Cheeseburger- bad! Fries – bad! Shake – bad! Coca-cola – oh, I said it!
Party’s almost over (said halfway through the abs workout. Nope, not almost over).
What's YOUR goal??
It doesn't have to be pretty.
Abs Ripper X - I HATE it, but I love it!
This is Yoga X, my brotha!
It's Pam, we call her Blam! (I don't get the sense that Pam enjoys this)
He didn't let his EGO get in the way
Two words: Recovery drink
And, of course, "Do you best, forget the rest."
See, now doesn't that make you want to join us? And Tony?