The P90X Workout

Learn how I Changed from a lazy Couch Potato to become a Ripped Dude with a Great Body and a great Set of Six-pack Abs to Kill For in Just 90 Days. That’s the secret sauce you need to get the lads turn their heads.

I’ve never been into exercise really since I stopped doing sports in High school. When I was you I played tennis and soccer for a while, but as soon as I left for college I enjoyed partying much more. I was a good example for the so-called “Freshman 15”. The number 15 stands for the number of pounds most freshmen put on during their first year at college. And with pounds I do not mean lean muscle, but fat. Fat that comes from Pizza and Beer. Well, college ended and I graduated with even more pounds and a nasty layer of fat especially around my hips and waist.

Don’t get me wrong – I’m just as fanatical about watching sports on TV, but I just could not get myself really up to do physical exercise. I enjoyed Sunday football from the comfort of my leather couch – with a cold beer in hand and some Pizza close, too. Gosh, those were the days … until one day when I had problems bending over to tie my shoes. My belly was in the way and that sucked. My girlfriend laughed and said a few things that really made me think. She started throwing words like “beer belly” and “flabby” and “letting yourself go at your age” and “fattie Joe” into my face and laughed again. I do love her voice and how she laughs – however, I did not like the fact that she was laughing about me and that she was 100% right. I had gotten fat. The writing was on the wall and something had to change.

But where to start? I knew I needed some sort of a plan as otherwise I would quit after a few days. Then I remembered a college mate of mine. We frequently talked and he had told me at one point that he had signed on for the P90X workout program. He was raving about it and boasting about it and how well it worked for him all over the place. Every time we met for beers he would be grinning and jumping around like a cat on the roof trying to catch a bird. He was so full of energy – it seemed like he needed to find more ways to burn off that energy. At one night he was even making fists and flexed his biceps and then he was striking these cute little poses to show off his butt. There was no doubt, he kind of had gotten himself a new great physique and he was eager to show off. If you would have compared the 2 of us on that one night, you would have thought that he was 10 years younger than I was (he is actually 8 months older than I am).

I really hate it when people try to show off like that, but I had to admit that after roughly 60 days doing this P90X business stuff program (or whatever it was), he was starting to look pretty impressive and kind of transformed. All that lean muscle and cut and fit and agile and the energy levels in general. It really made me sick to my stomach – but definitely with envy.

That night my girlfirend said something like “Why can’t you look more like Tom?”. No, she didn’t just say it, it was more like an accusation, a kick in the butt – just covered by nice sounding words. I guess you know what I mean. When your girl says something, but really means something else and you know that if you give the wrong answer that you will have to sleep on the couch.

So that was it for me. She had hit the right nerve. The real man in me finally stepped up to the plate. I was gonna prove to her that for one I could get myself off the couch doing some real physical exercise, but I also wanted to prove that I was gonna beat Tom at his own game and show how real lean muscle would look like! I was gonna workout like a maniac as if I would apply for the next Terminator movie and beat the crap out of Arnold Schwarzenegger. At the end of these 90 days I wanted her to see who really had the best body, the greatest six pack abs, and the biggest biceps. I was on fire, you know.

The same night I decided to put the pressure on myself. So, I got off the couch, tossed the popcorn in the trash, and emptied the remaining beer from the bottle into the kitchen sink. Then I jumped on my PC and searched for the P90X website to sign up for the this P90X workout thing. Okay, this thing is huge and the real deal. I’m not able going to go into all the details about the ins and outs of their workout program – it’s just to much – I had never seen such a detailed workout plan. However, you can just click on the link at the end of this P90X review to find out for yourself. Their website is filled with information. But I can tell you this: whoever has designed their workout program knew exactly what he or she was doing.

Man, I mean, it takes some serious knowledge about the human body if you can convert a flabby, out-of-condition slob like myself into a super-fit, ripped dude in a mere 90 days. I would have been lost if I would have tried this myself, but these guys just nailed it they got just the right formula. Here’s a bit of advice though (just in case): If you’re going to cry like a sissie each time you get sore muscles after doing the P90X workout, go back to the fridge and get a beer and don’t do this. It’s 90 days and if you can’t handle that like a real man, just go away. But if you’ve got the guts to stick it out and to transform yourself and look like those dudes at the beach who the girls are after all the time, then visit P90X Now and sign up (what are you waiting for, sissie)!

The next 90 days doing P90X will feel like the ride of your life. You cannot imagine what this will do to you and how much fun it is to see the results. I mean it, dude. My girlfriend … well, she is not sure if she likes all the other women turn their heads after me now (I love you Amy – don’t you worry!!). She actually started the program, too. P90X is for guys and girls and works the same results. If you don’t believe me, then try it for yourself by going to P90X right now.

Don’t keep blaming yourself for being fat, lazy, and ugly, dude. Take some action and be fit in just 90 days with P90X Workout! You owe it to yourself to try.