P90X The Cheerleader

I don’t know who has to be more prepared to this journey David is about to begin, me or him. I know I won’t be doing the grueling workout I have heard so much about but it doesn’t mean I won’t be involved in every way and it doesn’t mean I won’t witness the pain (or get stuck listening to the whining.) I love you so much honey but I know you too!! So far “we” are getting ready to begin the process of turning David from the marshmallow man in Ghostbusters to the Hulk...hubba hubba! But to be honest after looking at pictures of David from the past (hear me shudder) he is far from the marshmallow man - I only call him that now compared to the results we could (and will) see in ninety days!! Well 93 days if he starts on Monday as planned. He has already lost a lot of weight and looks fantastic but being the chubby-chaser that I am I only want him to be healthy and feel good - and yeah… look sexy-er. He is after all my future hubby and the only man I will ever be with (or look at) again! It’s important to me that I stay attractive for him, so it’s important to him to stay attractive for me. Too many times I see couples just get comfortable with each other and the spark just fades. Yes my heart will never change but as we all know, my ass will…and so will his! And yes even after three kids I am determined to get back in shape, more than I’ve ever been. But that’s a different story, now we are talking about his journey and the effects on me…the good, the bad, the ugly! (You haven’t seen David’s workout shorts… oh, or his workout shirt. That hideous GREEN SHIRT! I HATE that shirt!)
Of course like everything else this will cost money. The chin up bar, the program, the protein powder, the diet…oh let’s talk about the diet. I have to be prepared (and so does he) for the time to come where I want to cook something really good (and bad) for you and he won’t eat it. That’s one issue I know we have had and probably will have…the aggravation of him not taking a bite of ANYTHING that may be bad for him. What’s one bite, right? Well too much for him and too little for me. I am going to search the recipes and I guess look for at least ninety meals to make over the next ninety days including some lunches and breakfast and not to mention snacks. Everyone needs a snack sometimes right?
So here we are pre-gaming the P90X! We’ve got our “team David” jerseys on! We brought (or bought in this instance) the equipment! We packed the keg (also known as protein powder and creatine)! Working on the grocery list to prepare the food, and the mindset that our team is going to kick some blubber butt and transform our main squeeze (David) into a lean, mean, sexy machine!! I know we will all be happier when he looks like the quarterback instead of the mascot. (And I look like the cheerleader instead of someone in the crowd over-visiting the hotdog stand) And what does he win (aside from a rock hard body, a happy wifey (by the time he’s done I will be “Mrs. David McHenry”) and some P90sex)? A tattoo across the stomach! I think those are some pretty nifty incentives to keep this up.
It’s not going to be easy. I’m sure we’ll have our struggles - but as any team with their eye on the prize… I’m sure we’ll do just fine. GO TEAM!