I don’t think I’ll ever love doing P90X, but I will say this, the program works. On Monday Van and I will have been at it for three weeks, and we’re both seeing noticeable changes, although his changes are more dramatic than mine. There’s nothing all that complicated about this workout/weight loss program. If you follow the program, which means working out six to seven times a week, and eat 1800 calories or less of low-carb high protein foods a day, you too will get results.
By nature, I’m pretty much a rule follower, so I’ve been following the P90X rules. I’ve been dragging my sleepy ass out of bed at 5:30 a.m. to follow along with a freak of nature named Tony Horton, as he moves through any number of intense workouts. I haven’t missed one day yet. Van’s been just as diligent as me. It’s nice to have a partner in crime because I’m not sure I’d be getting out of my nice warm bed if I didn’t hear Van swinging his legs out from under the covers first.
We’ve been sticking to the diet too. Van or I dutifully prepare egg white omelets for breakfast. For lunch and dinner, I’m the picture of healthy girl, abstaining from free pizza in the newsroom, and only ordering a side salad while at a school related dinner at Chevys. OK, I did drink a margarita, but hey, a girl can only give up so much, especially when it took all my willpower not to dive right into the bowl of chips that they keep refilling, and refilling, and refilling.
That willpower is paying off though, because I’ve lost 4.2 pounds in a little less than three weeks! I’d say that’s progress from the effing .4 pound I lost the first week. I’m also wearing a pair of pants today that the last time I tried them on, I couldn’t even button. Not only can I button these bad boys, but there’s also no muffin top hanging off the sides. Yes, Van has lost more than double than me, (bastard!) but I’m still happy.
In addition to the weight loss, I’ve noticed other results too. For example, when I work out my chest and back, I can actually lift my arms above my head the next day. I’m still sore, but at least I can move. I can even do a shoulderstand. I wouldn’t say I’ve mastered it, but at least I’m no longer just lying on the floor cursing at the people on T.V., while they move their bodies into very unnatural looking positions.
On the ab ripper X DVD, (yes, it’s really called that) the sit-ups are getting a little bit easier, but I still haven’t completed an entire workout. In fact, I flat-out refuse to even try the oblique exercise. I don’t think my body is made to move that way.
Next week, we’ll officially be a third of the way through the program, and as of now, I’m still determined to see it through the finish. I’m not usually a vain gal, but it is nice to see my waist again.