Hello, internet. You might be asking yourself, "Hey, who is this chucklefuck. He's not a chick. In fact, he looks rather manly with that beard and penis he has."
I know. It's throwing you off. And that's okay, kids!
A few months back, I started the grueling P90X workout, and it sure as shit worked for me. I was pushing myself, and after each daily hour-long exercise, I felt a tremendous amount of accomplishment.
What is P90X, you ask? Well here ya go!
Then I moved. I still had the DVDs, but not the access to weights, pull-up bars, yoga blocks/mats, and most importantly - workout partners.
After weighing myself last week, and vomiting with rage at the very high number I saw, I determined that it was time to trim up like I used to. "But Brett, you just said you didn't have weights and junk." How true. But hey, I can improvise. Oh, you want me to lift 10 pound weights? How about I steal this baby and lift it instead? Oh, a yoga block? What about a big ol' block o' cheese? See, I can do this shit if I really try.
My next entry will be a very entertaining (embarrassing) recording of my first P90X workout after three months of stagnation! HOORAY!
omigod i can't waiiiiiiiit!
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