P90...Days of Evil

So...day one started when I was in need of a little anger management. I'm pretty sure that people are just a nasty creature, we are thoughtfully deceitful, we are selfish to no end, and...we are just typically underwhelming.

Having said that, dealing with one particularly deceitful, selfish and underwhelming person caused the start of this round of P90X. I felt the need to run, run until my legs hurt, until my chest burned, and until my heard pounded...but it was raining. And rain in the end of November is usually really effing cold...so inside it was.

Given the choice to manage my anger with exercise or booze, the choice shouldn't have been a hard one. Booze is a lot less painful, but today, pain sounded good...and so did the thought of the nice body to ensue to rub in said asshole's face (bwahahaha).

And there it was, P90X...but I thought to myself, I thought, "Self...you should blog...maybe that will help you stay on track and dedicated..."

So...here I am. A person doing P90X...a deceitful, selfish and underwhelming person...doing P90X.