PSX90 Death Trap

Today, I took the first steps to building my new body. I know, how do we capitalize on perfection? Well, it is not easy.  The hardest part was sticking the stupid disc into the Xbox.  I kid you not: I sat in front of the TV, with the disc in my hand, debating wether or not I should finish leveling up my Beserker on Borderlands(its a video game) or start my journey to a fitter me.  Unfortunately, common sense won out. 

     The music starts, and out comes one of the most annoying person I have ever had the pleasure of turning the channel on, however it was on disc and I was on a mission.  Day 1, Back and Shoulders.  10 minute warm up.  This wasn't to bad.  Extreme my ass!!! As usual, just after I open my mouth bad things happen.  Five different types of push ups.  Dickweed says" Pace yourself. Set your own goal."  So I figured ten was awesome.  Then the woman in the video says thirty.  Well, I am not getting bested by a woman.  So I pump out thirty standard push ups.  Booyah.  I'm good.  20 second rest. Next is the military push up, followed by the decline, then the diamond, and finally, but surely not least, the dive bomber push ups.  Between the four, I don't believe i made 30.  Hell, I didnt even make 20.  The whole time having to listen to Dickweed.  

     Finally ended with ab work out. Eh not so bad.  First day done.  Arms are jelly.  Only 89 days left to go.  I will be ripped.... or dead.