Ok, Bonnie, maybe we CAN give them something to talk about

There were a few hiccups in my big start to P90X, hence the delayed post.  Also, the crickets are chirping and my eyes are closing, so this one might be a little on the short side.

First off, the initial Day 0 assessment.  I was a little lax on the assessment as I only took a before picture and weighed myself.  I might pull the little girl "I'm-too-embarrassed-to-put-up-my-before-picture" card and wait until Day 30 (or maybe Day 15 if I'm feeling super jacked super early), but I will put  my starting weight (as a point of reference, I'm 6'1"):  

171 pounds.   

That number is much better than I expected (I thought I was hovering around the 180 lb. mark).  In my mind I would like to be at 160 by the program's end, but I think that might be a little too low given my height.  If, come Day 90, I were still 171 lbs. and looked completely different, I think I would be satisfied.
So, I suppose my overall goal is to lose 10 pounds, but not really.  Hm.

My review of Day 1 and what I grubbed on after the jump.

A long way to Beverly Hills

I think I've been taking advantage of this last week of freedom.  Lots of ice cream and a hearty meal at the local Chinese buffet, and I've firmly packed on enough blubber to get me through the coldest winter.

Even though I feel like a walrus, I'm getting excited about starting P90X on Monday.  I watched a few a shit ton of YouTube results videos today and took some time to read over all of the instructional materials.  A few quick thoughts after the jump (I'll expand upon them in a later post, I'm sure).

Only got 4 minutes to save the world

I'm so excited about Valentine's Day, y'all!  I get to spend lots of time with that special someone, eat a good dinner, cozy up in front of a romantic comedy, laugh at jokes that are, at best, slightly humorous.

Wait, no I'm not.
I'm single.
Perpetually single.

Anywho, today is not Valentine's Day.  So I guess it's not that important.  But, V-Day is in one week, so today is important: today is the first day of the last week of my relationship with my three best friends.

I get teary just thinking about it.  We've had some great times together, we three.  But, even though they shouldn't, most good things eventually come to an end.
 Insert the most terrible (greatest) friendship-ruiner ever.

So, on Valentine's Day, 2011, I'll start the P90X program and try to undo the damage that years of delicious food and bar romps have done.  It will be long, it will be hard, and I'll probably curse.  A lot.  But, hopefully, I will have an excuse not to wear a shirt between the months of May and September.  Think of all the money I'll save on shirts!

More to come (like the dreaded pictures).  Anybody want to cocktail every night from now until Sunday night?  It's part of my grieving process.

-Cholo