Back in the saddle again.

With the madness of Mexico, the Hamthrax, and my bout of viral vertigo just about over, I am starting P90x again today. I’m not as apprehensive as I was when I started it last time. But I don’t feel “up to it”. Though I’m in significantly better shape than when I started the last time. I think it’s just because I let myself go over the past few weeks.

With Mandie entering week nine of the pregnancy, I’m sure cravings are going to start to appear. This means late-night chocolate cake runs or corned-beef sammich sessions. So I need to get back on the horse and get in shape. I don’t want to put on sympathy weight!