Deciding to live a Fit Life is a big commitment, and there are obstacles along the way - most of them mental. Here is an honest (and hopefull witty and inspirational) account of my struggles and triumphs on my road to my very own Fit Life. I've gone from couch spud to trainer to full-fledged potato to fitness enthusiast - and I refuse to return to my previous starchy state. I am a born-again exerciser, and I warn you: I tend to get annoyingly zealous after a good sweat session.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Romance and P90X
Let me set the scene: the kids are in bed (hopefully dreaming), the dogs have been taken out (hopefully for the last time), and it's just me and the hubby, alone at last. Within ten minutes, we're both drenched in sweat and breathing heavily...with Tony Horton.
Get your mind out of the gutter! P90X is the new date night, six nights a week. Fitness is a priority in our house, and rather than make it one more block of time away from each other, we have decided to let it bring us closer together. When we're both eeking out one more diamond pushup or sweating through one more set of heavy pants, we share a common goal and experience. And, even better, it has changed our goals as a couple. This summer, we will be competing in our very first mud race together, showcasing our ripped biceps/triceps/deltoids/etc. Making the commitment together makes sticking to the commitment that much easier. One of us will always push the other to get started, and really, that's all it takes. Because if you can motivate yourself to start a workout session, you can certainly make it through to the end.
So yes...date night is different. Movies and cocktails have morphed to P90X and water breaks. But now we get six date nights a weeks as opposed to one a month, and we're also seeing much more gorgeous people...
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commitment,
date night,
motivation,
mud race,
P90X,
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sweat,
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