P90X

The other night my husband and I were in our usual couch positions with laptop/iPad involvement, when I heard him ask me if he got P90X if I'd do it with him.
Half paying attention and wanting to get back to whatever it was I was listening to, I answered, "Sure.".
The next day I heard him mumble something about not having a tracking number. When I asked him what he was tracking he stated he had purchased the P90X.
Shit.

So now at the request of a friend, I will blog about our P90X experience.
If it doesn't kill me. Maybe I'll just blog while I watch Rob.

To be continued....