For one whole year, 366 days (leap year), I have spent at
least one hour a day on my physical fitness. On New Year’s Eve last year I
started a mission to complete the popular workout program P90X. This is a
90-day program to increase strength, flexibility, and for many, to lose weight.
By the time I was done with the 90 days, I knew I had to keep going. So I spent
at least one hour every day for the entire year working on my fitness. This
included two complete rounds of P90X, training three months for a triathlon,
and finally the 60-day workout program Insanity.
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December 2012 |
One day a week I devoted one hour to stretching. The other
six days were endurance sports, endurance training, resistance training, or
doing the designed workout for the current program I was on. One workout
started at 2am after a 36-hour turn around trip to help my brother build a
garage in 107 degree heat in Arizona. The wind blew the garage down a few
months later. I did one workout at
midnight after a 12 hour day a Disneyland. I took a lot of a razzing after I
excused myself from a bachelor party two days in a row to workout in the
bedroom by myself while bachelor party antics went on without me. My most
recent challenge was provided by the stomach flu. Over a two and a half hour
period I managed to get in one hour of stretching with several breaks to crawl
to the bathroom to vomit, recover, and start stretching again. The next day I
managed to walk three miles. I know walking isn’t an intense workout, but I
could barely stand without getting sick so I count it! Over the course of the
year I completed workouts at 5am, 11pm, during Reagan’s naps, after my family
went to bed, on a lunch break between classes, on a two week road trip to
Oregon, at a bachelor party, when I was sick, and when the last thing in the
world I wanted to do was workout.
In the first 6 months I lost over 50 pounds to get below the
weight on my driver’s license from my 16th birthday. Even more
impressive than losing 50 in the first six months of the year, I still weigh
the same six months later. I can honestly say that at 32 years old I am in the
best shape of my life.
I’m very proud of myself for completing this goal but I did
not do it alone. I owe a great deal of thanks to my mother and daughter who
inspired me to make my overall health a top priority. I owe even greater thanks
to my wife Susan. Susan was extremely supportive and helpful throughout this
year and I couldn’t have done it without her. She helped my get started by
doing the first round of P90X with me and never stopped encouraging me along
the way. She is the best partner I could ask for.
What now? I can’t stop, so how about another year.