I'm really not sure if it is even Day 75. When committing to P90X back in April, exercise became a more consistent part of my daily schedule and somewhere between pull ups and Plyometrics I lost count. It often is an inconvenience and many days I don't want to do it. Nonetheless a habit is formed.
Today was one of those days where you are out of bed before 7 a.m. and moving all day without a pause. A text from my husband popped up around 5 p.m. that said he had a work meeting and wouldn't be able to workout with me at a reasonable hour.
I temporarily considered skipping today's workout as it is 95 degrees outside, about 79 degrees inside and I was exhausted and had a headache, but I knew I would regret it.
Quickly before I could get comfortable, I sent the kids to the basement as I laced up my gym shoes. Three minutes into the warm up, I was smiling and getting pumped for the challenge ahead. I felt energetic, strong and was enjoying myself. With my iPod on shuffle I listened to music from Whitney Houston to Phish as I worked my Chest, Shoulders and Triceps and Abs.
I noticed improvement, which is rewarding after years of barely breaking a sweat on the elliptical. I'm now able to do real push-ups, not the knee down modifications I've been doing for years. During Ab Ripper bicycles, I can lift my arms off the ground while before I couldn't even finish with my hands down.
I still don't look like the ladies in the P90X infomercials and my scale has barely moved which continues to be discouraging Yet, I'm more confident and stronger.
After the workout, I calmly put my kids to bed as I am for sure I would have been frustrated and screaming if I had skipped it.
Then I still had more energy to go outside and water the garden, clean up the yard and do laundry. I know that if I had not exercised; my evening would have consisted of the couch, food and wine.
I much prefer the evening I had.