Mentally preparing myself to mentally prepare myself

So, after watching the P90X infomercial this weekend on some random cable channel, hubs and I decided that we're going to do this thing.

I have been googling this program, trying to find people who have done this to find out if a fat chic like me can actually do this and have decent results. I've found former self-proclaimed couch potatoes who have had exceptional results, but they are mostly men. And all us fat girls out there know about men and weight loss. I haven't seen many ladies like me, with a significant amount of weight to lose, who have tried this program. I'm not really expecting to have the results of the hard bodied men and women on the commercial. I'm fairly skeptical. But, in the next three months, what do I have to lose but the belly fat and excess weight?

So, I'm going to document this journey for the whole world to watch. I'll put before, during and after pictures up for all to see. If this thing works, then maybe it will help someone else. Maybe some other thirty-something mom with baby (and then some) weight to lose will stumble upon my blog and figure that she can do it. Or she'll see that it's not worth her time and pick something else.

In tandem, I will be following the Nutritional Plan that comes along with the program. I assume(though I won't know for sure until it arrives) that it is similar to the South Beach diet. I've been researching and planning on doing South Beach for a few weeks now.

So, I've dressed my blog in black, because, after all black is slimming. It's been the prevailing color in my wardrobe of late. Since I'm on the completely opposite spectrum as an emo or goth teenager, it's time to remedy that.

I will be doing the fitness test in the next few days. We ordered it from Amazon.com, so it should be here in five to ten business days. I have a few more days to ponder this coming butt kicking that I've been needing for so long. I will tell my story and how I got here. And I'll post pictures of my belly that shakes like a bowl full of jelly. Unashamed, because hopefully, in ninety days, it won't shake so much.

So, thank you for walking this road with me. I hope to make you laugh and cry and everything in between, because I'm sure I'll experience the entire spectrum of emotions in this (hopefully final) attempt to get my body back and get in the best shape of my life.