Sore sore sore sore sore sore sore

So I have been back to my martial arts classes since I got back from Lake Havasu last week. I forgot how strenuous they really are, but it's nice to be on the mat again. I truly enjoy training, and I regret that I have not done so for a number of months. It is really nice to be back.

I'm feeling good. I'm eating right, exercising on a fairly strict schedule, and paying attention to what my body needs. I'm sleeping more than I am used to, which is nice. I have been sleeping before ten every night and not getting up until seven in the morning or so...it's amazing what a good amount of sleep will do for you.

I'm watching myself change in the mirror, and it's nice. I'll be posting new pictures soon.

I'm really, really, really sore. I have no regrets, though. It's good for me. I need it to remind me never to get to this point again as long as I live.

For anyone actually checking my blog, sorry for the lack of recent posts.

:D

P90x

Okay, so I'm fat, out of shape, and I get winded easily going up more than about a single flight of stairs.

Having formerly been a professional fighter, this tub of lard I've been dragging around upsets me immensely.

So I'm starting P90x today, and I'm excited about it. I'm going to post my before pictures here, and I will keep you updated on my progress. Try not to vomit, I know it's not pretty.

Those of you who know me are familiar with the fact that once I make a decision, it's pretty much gospel, and I'm posting this in public forum because I'm committed.

I want to make my wife drool again. :p