Tonight Ricky and I will be starting P90x. Already my brain is making up excuses not to get started. I really think it's the anticipation of something new. Just going to forces ourselves to do it. I'm sure it'll get even harder once the pain is brought. But after that it should be easier. At least that's what I'm saying out loud to drown out the inner voice in my head. I'll update tonight with how it went.
*UPDATE* Went to Wal-Mart today and bought a pull-up bar, 8lb dumbbells for me and 20lb dumbbells for Ricky. I didn't really want to spend any money on this, but it was going to be impossible for us to even do P90x without these things. Investment in health, I guess?
*UPDATE #2* Ricky and I decided to start our workouts on Monday, January 23rd. I would try to argue and say that I'm not doing this just because I don't feel up to it tonight. But I totally don't feel up to it tonight. And Monday sounds like a good starting point. Crap. I already feel like I let our Sore Muscles group down. This sucks.