P90X – Day 2
I awoke this morning before dawn to my lovely bride of 11 blissful years gently whispering to me ever so softly, awakening me in such a way that I thought that I was being visited by an angel. I arose and adorned myself with attire fit for a warrior who was training to defend his true love with his life, if necessary. Sure, it was 6:15am, but workouts are always better with an angel by your side, right?
Not if it’s the angel of near death experiences.
Crystal and I don’t interact much before the sun comes up. It’s just better that way. In fact, some of the worst fights in the history of our marriage came when we had our coffee shop, Espresso dell’Anatra, during the time between when we arrived and when the cafe opened. When she’s up, she is fully awake, is ON and is all business. Not me. Especially if it’s early and I have to leave for an early meeting of some kind, it’s all I can do make sure that I’m wearing pants. I know, coffee is an odd profession choice then, but that’s another post. She keeps looking at her watch, tracking the time. She’s trying to be sweet and nice (especially since it’s the first morning and I actually showed up), but I know her well enough that if I don’t get a move on, I’ll be wasting her time that she’s guarding like a sentinel and she WILL hamstring me. No, really.
Keep in mind that my last post was at about 10:30pm last night and now it’s 6:15. After my post, I did that “Ab Ripper” workout and it promptly ripped my abs clean off. AAAAND WE’RE BACK! You do the math. Workout #1 was at about 9:00-10:00pm. Pause, write last night’s post. It posts at about 10:30 and I start ripping up my abs/Workout #2 at about 11:15 until 11:30 or so. Recovery time until about Midnight, then I’m in bed by 12:30. Workout #3 now starts at say, 6:20am and lasts for an hour.
Kids, don’t try this at home.
Have you heard ever heard of “Plyometrics?” It’s sometimes called “Jump Training” That was today and it basically lots of lunging and deep stretches with a LOT of jumping. This line of exercises is why heart rate monitors were invented. Now, I could whine and snivel and be funny about what happened over the course of the next hour, but really, my takeaways were twofold: A) I needed new shoes. My old, broken down cross-trainers weren’t going to cut it for actual cross-training anymore, so they got downgraded to “shows that I will mow in” when I brought the new ones home. 
About 10 minutes in to Holycrapometrics, it felt like someone had taken newly forged and still hot spear tips and jammed them into the outside edges of the balls of my feet. Really a crazy and painful feeling and I had to back down for a bit until the cramping subsided. Bad shoes was probably exacerbated by the fact that B) I realized that the main reason that I am struggling with a lot of these exercises is that my muscles are not stretched out like they should be. I had planned on doing the stretching video tonight to kind of correct that, but I got an extra workout because Crystal volunteered me to a neighbor to move trunk pieces of wood from two trees. Wow! Not going to lie. I was a hurtin’ unit after that one!
At day’s end, Crystal rubbed down my sorest spots with some Mana Oil that we had picked up at a farmer’s market on our recent trip to Hawaii. That stuff is amazing! Works really fast and very well. I’m sure we’ll talk about that later as I see lots of it in my future. Better sign off and go to bed before my angel wakes me once more.
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