Monday, August 8, 2011

30 Day Challenge: Day 14

Thoughts on my body image...

Well, I'm starting on week 7 (of 12) of P90X and so far I've lost a whopping 0 pounds and feel a whopping 0% more, my thoughts right now are "WTF?"

If you haven't heard of P90X, it's essentially a slew of dvd's (yoga, kick boxing, weightlifting, cardio, plyos, etc.) that you're supposed to rotate daily (6-7 days a week) for 12 weeks. According to the YouTube testimonials (go watch them) I should look like an aerobics instructor (minus the sweatbands) by the end of week 12. Being as though I'm now over halfway through with no changes, I'm going to holler "Phooey!" on this one.

OR...maybe something is supposed to magically happen on the last day??? I won't hold my breath.

Aside from that, my thoughts on my body image are "ho-hum". As in boring...routine. I'm confident that its something I'll spend my life working (not obsessing) on. I'm an eater. I enjoy cooking. Those 2 things probably won't change.

I'd consider myself athletic. I like to move (it, move it). My "perfect body" (for myself) is athletic with a little muscle. I have no desire to be stick-thin. That's not realistic (for me), healthy or attractive (in my opinion).

I think there's something to be said about being able to pull your own weight (literally) and knowing that I can take care of things on my own. It's true. I don't have Paul around to carry heavy things for me. I have him around because I like him...and he does my laundry!

Needless to say, I could stand to lose a few...or maybe my scale is broken?



  1. Wait a minute. Paul does your laundry? How does one convince their husband to do their laundry? Please let me in on this secret!

  2. Ha! I showed this comment to Paul and he said "You better stop telling people that or else I'm gonna get beat up by all the husbands." This "arrangement" took some negotiations on both parts. Paul is a sports addict and laundry is a task that can naturally be built into watchin' "the big game" PLUS the laundry room is approx. 10 feet from his recliner! He, now has to fold underwear while he watches sports and I have to accept a new definition of what "folded" underwear looks like.

  3. Wow, some things just cannot be unread. I think I might have to have a talk with Paulina.