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Heidi’s P90X Journey – Week 1 Completed!

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This is a guest post by Heidi.

Week 1 – Completed!

Well, I have survived the first week of P90X.  I had good days and bad, but just the fact that I completed the whole week with no injuries, no diet disasters, no crying and no quitting makes me quite pleased with myself.

heidi's p90x journeySomehow I convinced my 16 year old daughter to join me, and she has been quite a trooper.  She’s done several of the workouts with me,  she and her sister both did the initial fit test, and they’ve both been willing to try new foods, which is very strange for them.  We have always been carboholics.   Eating chicken and vegetables is a new concept.  I have to say, I’m quite proud – and somewhat shocked –  that they’re playing along so willingly.  Thanks, girls!

We did the fit test last Sunday.  It wasn’t so bad, really.  The fact that I couldn’t even do ONE pull-up was shocking and a bit depressing.  Those things look so easy.  Seriously, didn’t we all used to do those things on the uneven bars on the playground in 3rd grade?  Not only did we pull ourselves up, but we then swung one leg over and would then spin around and around.  I’m pretty sure if I could do that when I was 8, I can do one pull-up now .  Well,  when I grabbed hold of the pull-up bar, it was suddenly very obvious that I wasn’t going anywhere. Not up. Not down.  Nowhere.  Certainly not swinging a leg over and spinning anywhere either.   The other part of the fit test that was a challenge for me was the last thing – where you have to do jumping  jacks for 2 minutes and then take your pulse every minute for 4 minutes.  I have 1 word for any women attempting this:  Kegels.  Seriously.  If you don’t know what those are, then you probably don’t need to and should just forget I said anything.  Those of you who know what they are,  just trust me – and quit laughing.   Anyway – I passed the fit test.  No flying colors, but I passed.

One of the other things the P90X workout plan recommends before you begin the program is to take your body measurements and take some “ before” pictures.  Um, okay… that was possibly the most depressing day of my life.  The measurements didn’t bother me that much – but the pictures were shocking.  Seriously – I didn’t realize quite how bad things were until I saw those pictures.  It kind of reminded me of when my boyfriend kept telling me I had black hair, and I’d say “Um, no I don’t.  My hair is brown. It’s always been brown”.  Well,  imagine my surprise when I saw the photos from the family reunion and I really DID have black hair..  WTF..?  I see myself in the mirror every day and had no idea that my hair had gradually turned Morticia black (due to several years of my at-home dye jobs).  I go to the eye doctor every year, and know I’m not blind.  How on earth could I see myself so differently than film – or whatever the digital version is called – sees me?   This was a similar revelation.  I knew I had gotten bigger over the years, and was wearing a size I’d never seen before, but I didn’t realize quite how bad it was until I saw the pictures – front, side and back – of me in a swimsuit.  Yikes.  Nothing could have been more motivating & I haven’t felt any desire for carbs, sweets, soda – anything – since seeing those pictures.  I had lunch with my friend, Pam, today at the Best Little Roadhouse.  I had chicken and vegetables and didn’t even touch the bread.  For any of you that know me, or have eaten the bread at the Roadhouse, you realize how big of a deal this is.  Seriously – the bread (and honey butter) was sitting there on the table the whole time we were there… and I didn’t  want to touch it. Not even once.  That’s the power of seeing gross pictures of yourself.  Give it a try.  It’s amazing the level of willpower that gave me.

The workouts this week went pretty well – they kicked my ass, but I survived.  I actually really enjoyed the Chest & Back, Ab Ripper X, Shoulders & Arms, Legs & Back and Kenpo X.  I wasn’t super fond of Plyometrics or the Yoga X, but it was simply because those 2 were much more difficult for me than the others.  I like easy stuff.  Not that the others were easy.  They were anything but easy,  but at least I could complete them with modifications, and I felt good at the end.  Plyometrics was very difficult for me to get through – flashbacks  to the jumping- jacks from the fit test.   The Yoga X was a whopping 90 minutes long, which just depressed me as soon as I realized it, and then I couldn’t mentally get past that.  Now that I know what to expect for both of those, I’m hoping next week will be a little easier.   Today (Saturday) is the first day that I’ve been so sore that I’m having trouble moving around.  Legs&Back and Ab Ripper X on Thursday and then KenpoX on Friday seem to have really burned up my legs.  Just standing up and sitting down is a very slow activity today, but it’s a good pain.

I’ve done pretty well on my diet this week at well.  Phase 1, Level  1 is mostly protein,  which requires some major diet adjustments for me.  This is not easy, but I’ve gotten creative and have been doing pretty well.  Lots of chicken, cottage cheese, eggs, turkey bacon, turkey sausage and costco protein drinks have served me well so far.   I’m still working on increasing my fruit/veggie intake, and am making progress with that as well. I haven’t lost any weight yet, but it’s only been a week.  Somehow it didn’t even depress me when I got on the scale this morning.  I know I’m making changes that take time to see the benefits, but I’m moving in the right direction.

With week  1 successfully behind me, I’m looking forward – believe it or not – to week 2.  Now that I kind of know what I’m doing, it should be easier.  I’m eager to see the changes that will eventually hit my waistline, my buttline (is that a thing?) , my hips and my squishy abs.   This diet thing isn’t so hard either.  Thank god for those gross pictures.  And – in case you are wondering – NO, I’m not posting them here.  Not now at least.  Maybe once I have an “after” picture to keep me from crying.  Not before.

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