So here I sit, smoking a cigar and watching shitty TV shows having done my P90X for the day, and I got to thinking. "Exercise isn't really as hard as I thought it would be." That's coming from someone who was on a diet of beer, whiskey, and fast food for 3 months straight. Sure, the first few days weren't exactly all sunshine and rainbows, but now I find myself looking forward to doing pull-ups and plyometrics, especially because I'm actually seeing results. The results aren't just from exercise, however, the diet plays a major role in it too.
The diet for P90X is actually pretty nice. Sure, you can't eat bread, but honestly, I haven't really missed it since the day 3. Eating well makes you feel good, and while I do miss bacon something fierce, it's not the end of the world.
I could ramble on, but I'm going to keep this short and sweet since my stories are on. I've found that exercising is motivation in and of itself to exercise more and to push yourself to get healthier and get all swole and shit. If my lazy ass can do it, anyone can. So go do it!
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