An Apology

After completing "Core" - I feel I owe Yoga an apology. Yoga is not that awful compared to Core. I might go as far as to say that Yoga is enjoyable in comparison. Joe doesn't agree with that statement- he hates both Core and Yoga. I think he hates all of this. His favorite part is the rest day and the fact he's actually losing weight. Although, we did Kenpo the day after Core and he kept saying how great he felt. I'm not sure which is more annoying, hearing him grunt and complain, or hearing him yell "I feel great" while humming the Rocky Theme song. No joke.

Picture below is Joe after feeling good completing the Kenpo workout.




Tomorrow is Core again. Let's hope it goes better than the first time.

Deep Medatative Yoga Poem

Yoga is done,
but it was not fun.

Tomorrow there's more-
It's called the "Core"

Core is something new
hope what I heard is not true.

Been told it's hard but to fear not,
Only after 4 kids, my core is shot.

I'll let you know how tomorrow goes,
for now, let's just remember that Yoga blows.

Phase I Complete

We did it! We officially completed Phase I of P90x. Three weeks of waking up early and working out. Twenty-one days of me yelling to Joe that he better get out of bed because this was his idea. Three weeks of putting up with Joe's early morning bad mood. Three weeks of limping around comparing notes of who is sore and where...

Speaking of sore- I can't believe that when I did Kenpo this morning, my legs were sore from the previous days work out. WHEN DOES THE SORENESS END???? Apparently I was mistaken when I thought after a few days, our bodies will adjust and it we wouldn't be sore. I guess I pushed myself harder than I thought during the Legs & Back work out on Monday.

I'm so excited to rest tomorrow and then enter 1 week of the "recovery and ab focus." I'm so pumped I looked to see what our next work out will be on Thursday. According to Tony, we're starting off with Yoga. ?&$##?? What the heck?? I think this is punishment since Yoga has been the only work out Joe and I consistently skipped. So now we get to spend our first day of "recovery" stretching our body into crazy positions for 1 1/2 hours. Obviously Tony and my definition of "recovery" are different. My idea of recovery is sitting with a Sam Adams eating a buffalo chicken pizza. Tree pose, frog pose and 5,000 downward dog poses should not be considered recovery.

Recovery=

NOT:

Livin' on a Prayer

Today was a slow go. It was hard for Joe and I to push ourselves. For some reason, we were both dragging. We woke up and did the work out - we just didn't kill ourselves doing it. You know Joe is dragging when Claire wakes up and Joe VOLUNTEERS to stop the work out to change her diaper. We need to step up our game for Kempo tomorrow. No more wimpy work outs. We need to turn this around!!

As I write this, Joe is sleeping on the sofa. He's been sleeping since 8:30!!! Surely he can't be so tired from this morning's workout?? Seeing him sleeping at 8:30 isn't as funny as it used to be for me. This means I had to put all the kids to sleep by myself. With no help. At all. Lucky for Joe I'm writing this while catching up on my DVR episodes of Oprah. In this episode, Bon Jovi is singing "Living on a Prayer" while in Australia...all is forgiven. Can't help but smile when I hear that song. Maybe with a little prayer- we'll be able to "bring it" tomorrow morning!

Oprah just mentioned Bon Jovi, at age 48, was named one of the sexiest men by People magazine. Hmmm. People magazine must not have seen my sexy husband asleep in the family room at 8:30. Bon Jovi's got nothin' on my man and I've got a picture to prove it...

Missing in Action

Where have we been? I can't believe so much time has passed since the last post. I'm happy to say that it's not because we haven't been working out. We've been consistent. We are consistently working out Monday - Saturday with a break on Sunday. The only problem is our off day is supposed to be Wed. So...we're taking both Wed. and Sunday off. We really intend to do yoga on Sunday- but family birthday's and football have come in the way. Damn those Jets.

I know you're all wondering...did Joe do better at plyometrics the third time around? You be the judge- here is the "after" picture. Better than the first after picture? I think so. At least- this time around, he didn't sound like he was dying. Just a few grunts. Another positive sign is that I didn't feel like I might need to call 9-1-1 for him afterwards.



On Saturday we had to work out separately due to our schedules. I wasn't there to witness Joe doing bi's tri's and shoulders- but the kids claim he did well. I had to dig deep and motivate myself to the work out without Joe on Sat. night. I did it- only because I had a great "stand in" partner. She was a real ball buster! She groaned less than Joe and had much more energy. She also used much less profanity. I think I might have to wake her up tomorrow at 5:15 to join us! Only 2 more work outs and we'll be done with week 3. Woot woot! What is it they say... 21 days of doing something and it becomes a habit? We'll see if that holds true.

Why it's worth getting up at 5:15

I can say I like getting up to work out because of the health benefits or because I like a challenge. Those reasons would be true, however, there is something even better. So far, the best reason to get out of bed is that I get to do this work out with Joe. Not because we get to be all sweet and lovey dovey in the morning but because I get to LMAO at with him. Today, the laughter came in the form of a "rip." Twenty minute into Legs & back I heard the unmistakable sound of pants ripping. Next, I heard Joe say, "I can't believe I ripped my pants." I can vouch that he did all his squats for the next 30 minutes because I had a nice hairy view!!! Tomorrow marks the last work out of week two. Hope we can continue at this pace...minus the pants ripping!
**Photo courtesy of "Photobucket"

There was vomit.

Unfortunately, my day of rest included getting the stomach flu. It wasn't as bad as the food poisoning in Vegas, so I survived with little trauma. Unfortunately, Frankie had it worse. Why am I explaining this? Well, I had to sit out Thursday's work out. Kudos to Joe for getting up and doing "Chest and Back." Although I didn't see him actually do it, I believe he did it because of the limited range of motion in his upper body. It appears he is still sore from the work out! I snapped a quick after picture as proof that he really worked out.

We got wild and crazy this Friday night and did plyometrics in the evening instead of the morning. Joe came home early and did it first, I did it later while he played with the kids. We both thought it was easier the second time around. I sent the kids down to harass him, and he still held up well.

I learned that I prefer to get up early and get it out of the way. Plus, as unbelievable as this sounds, I like doing it together with Joe. Not sure if it's his flying sweat or all his animal grunts, but I think I do better when I'm with him. I was kind of bored by myself. I guess I need that flaming red "Rocky" t-shirt next to me to push me!! (Notice his shirt in this post's picture)