Day: 38
52 days to go.
Well, I just got my ass handed to me in Beav X 90.
I will admit I was getting complacent. Then Tracy decided to submit a workout from Men's Health. See above.
The best part is that when I am sweating and jumping up and down, my glasses don't stay on my face. In fact, Gwyn shoots for glasses-slippage when I workout with her. That's how she knows I am really working.
So, my glasses are falling off, but I am blind without them, so I get a little nauseated if I don't wear them. So glasses on for kettlebell swing. Glasses off for burpees (oh, and these are burpees with a full push up). There I lumbered, up and down, in my own, mole-like pile of woe.
Everyone finished when I was still on 6, but as I couldn't see them, it didn't really matter.
As much as I hate going to bed at 8:30 and waking up at 4:30 seems like some sort of sick joke, I will admit, I feel some sick muscles building.
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