P90Xing is a pain in my ass

Literally and figuratively.

Not only does my ass hurt, but I've made a commitment to do this program 6 days a week for 3 months. I started the program at the very tail end of November and the results have been astonishing, despite my near 2 weeks hiatus because of winter vacation. (some commitment huh?) One day, I may be brave enough to post the before pictures, but for right now, I'm still too close to my before pictures to actually see a difference in a digital photo. It has also completely disrupted my social life (not really) and I find I have to plan my evenings around when I do P90X. Wow talk about being a nerd. But you want to know what, fools? I'm going to be a fit nerd that can outrun your grandma. That's right, you heard me. Your GRANDMA.

But seriously, the astonishing results is in my performance. Even after laying off running for nearly 3 months with a few jogs scattered here and there, I was able to shave my time by 2 1/2 minutes. WTF?? I know right? 2 1/2 minutes? That timing seems like a ridiculous lie, but fortunately, it's not. My time for last week's 5K was 27.39. At this rate, I'll soon be able to outrun yo' daddy. (that goes out to Amy and her daddy)

Creative Juices

I am working on this piece at work that requires a lot of creativity on a deadline, which is fast approaching...I'm usually good at this, I thrive off of tight deadlines and schedules and the pressure, but for some reason, this time, it still isn't happening. It's as though my writer's muse took a vacation and forgot to write me a note. I also notice that when I am stupidly happy, my creativity likes to poke around in the background. Why do I have to be one of those people who only do good work in crisis? How do I nudge it back into the foreground? In case you were wondering, this is my attempt to get the juices flowing again. and if you have gotten this far in the post, you must be a fan because I'm bored and falling asleep just sitting here writing this crap.

Running Update

I have been mildly depressed over the past few months because my running career came to a screeching halt on October 11th. I ran a 10K race and by the end of it, I thought both of my knees were trying trying to emancipate themselves from the rest of my body. The pain was jolting and I was pretty sure I had damaged my knees beyond repair. I was crushed. For an entire month, I moped around the house wondering what I could possibly do to replace the runners high.


My buddy at work recommended his chiropractor repeatedly and I of course ignored him until I was about ready to hurl my bloated ass off a ledge.

Since meeting the good Doctor Choy, I am back in the saddle babee! He figured out both my knee ailments and fixed them for me. I ran close to 7 miles the other night without a twinge in either knee. I run a small 5K tomorrow in Santa Monica. My goal, under the steady guidance of the good doc is to run 15 miles by the end of the month and my first 13.1 in February!

Wish me luck!