Welcome 2013

So, it is another new year.  Last year in March I decided to get into shape.  To motivate myself I signed up for the Air Force Marathon in Dayton, OH in September.  (This was mainly due to the fact my wife called me fat and said I should do something about it, a fact she blatantly denies, but remains true all the same.)

Training was difficult but enjoyable.  I put in quite a few miles and actually learned to enjoy running.  My weight was down to 194 at one point and I felt better then I had in years.  I completed the marathon (which was the ultimate goal - clock be damned) and hurt very badly the next 3 days.  Basically I couldn't walk for 3 days, but it was worth it.  I told myself that I would continue to run after the marathon, but it is now 2013 and I have logged about 5 miles from September to today.  I blame life, holidays, moving into Lovington, etc... but ultimately it is because I am lazy.  I started feeling really fat and lethargic in December, so for Christmas I asked for Insanity (the workout program).  I received the gift I wanted and started Insanity yesterday with my eldest son Dylan.  I wanted to do this with Dylan (not sure he wants to, but he is humoring his old man) to try and establish the priority of exercise, discipline, and perhaps bond a little with the only child I don't seem to connect with because of our vast differences.  Dylan does need to get into shape to help build confidence in his body as well.  He IQ may be extremely high, but that doesn't mean kids aren't bastards due to his belly.  So we are going to begin this journey together.  I am using this Blog as a kind of sounding board that I can come back to in a few years to see how things went and to motivate myself to continue on the path for 60 days of hell.

Day 1:
Yesterday was D and I's Fit Test.  This is basically 8 exercises we perform for 1 minute at a time (with 1 minute of rest between each) and attempt to do as many as we can.  I probably should not have eaten at Taqueria Jalisco's at 5:30 then tried the Fit Test at 8:30 that evening.  I wanted to vomit on more than one occasion and could not even do the exercises for the entire minute.  I am so out of shape I just want to cry.  Holy Crap did I feel bad after that little excursion.  This morning I woke up a bit sore in the legs and obliques and that is without doing any legitimate exercise.  This could be a LONG 60 days.  I hope after tonights session I can walk tomorrow.