I did it Tony Horton. I did it.

I did it! Thanks to all of you who followed me for the past three months and sent me words of encouragement. I really appreciated it. I want to give a special thanks to my husband Nick. Thanks for letting me poke fun of you Nick during your sit up routines. I also want to let you know that your witty comments were really the only thing that made my blog worth reading.



So here are my final measurements.



Day 90:



Weight: 119.4 lbs

Body Fat: 18%

Chest: 32"

Waist: 26"

Hips: 32.5"

Right Thigh: 18.5"

Left Thigh: 18.75"

Right Arm: 10"

Left Arm: 9.5"


As a reminder, here's a link to my day 1 pictures for comparison.



Although I've completed my journey, I'd like to announce some exciting news. Nick is going to be starting p90x in about three weeks. Despite his cursing at the dvd, I know he will have great success at it. I also want to encourage you all do try p90x. It seriously is a great program that produces RESULTS. If you have any questions, I would be happy to help. Feel free to email me at mzwinggi@gmail.com or post me a message on here.



As Tony Horton would say... "Bring it!"

p90x

so yes...I made it. But before you get too excited, I want to let you all know that I am holding off on the final pics until tomorrow. I've had a rough week due to a terrible sinus infection. I've been in and out of work until finally this morning I broke down and went to UH's Urgent Care Center after bringing up blood in my mucous. Nasty I know. I got a prescription that was surprisingly free at Giant Eagle and am starting to feel a little better. Luckily no strep or H1N1 here.

Check back tomorrow afternoon for pics and progress.

The Proof is in the Pudding...or Chip Clip

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The Breakfast Club

I forced Nick out of bed yesterday morning before the sun came up. It was 6:20 a.m. and Kempo was on the agenda. We were attending an international dinner in the evening and wouldn't have the time or the stomach to get through the workout afterward, so morning it was.

A crab is the best word I can think of to describe Nick once Tony Horton began his antics. Not only did he mouth off complaints of how early it was and how hungry he was, but when we did our ballistic stretching and jumping jacks during the breaks, his arms and legs flailed about in obscure movements that he looked like a crab on the beach, struggling to get away from the tide. A few times I had to turn away to keep from laughing out loud. Sorry Nick :)

There is a woman in the Kempo video, Vanessa, that reminds Nick of Molly Ringwald. If you have ever heard him describe Molly, you already know what he likens her to...

Comment here if you think you know the answer.

I think it's the pale face and red hair, although I'm not quite sure. My brothers are pale-faced and have red hair. I wonder what he thinks of them?

We're soooooo having a red-headed child.

Anyway, back to Vanessa.

Nick: "She has a fat neck."
Me: "Do I have a fat neck."
Nick: "No, you have a thin neck."
Me: "I know."
Nick "That's why I married you, because you have a thin neck."


Tomorrow marks the start of my second to last week. It's hard to believe it's almost over.

A new obsession? Insanity

http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/insanity.do?code=EMAIL_092309_P90X_INS

Lipstick

What I have come to realize in these last few weeks of the p90x program is that I'm not hot. I never actually considered myself hot...ever, but I came to the realization yesterday when talking with one of my best friends, Megan. With each day and year that passes, I get less hot than the year before, and since--like I said--I'm not hot, that leaves me at....well, not hot and...old too. Almost 30 to be exact.

For those of you who know me well, you know that I don't paint my nails and that I have calloused feet from years of running. My husband Nick knows that I shave my legs maybe once a week if he's lucky. Each morning, I leave the house wearing conservative clothing and end the night in sweats and baggy t-shirts. Most of the time, my face is perspiring from running or tackling a p90x dvd.

Over these past three phases of the p90x workout, my body has definitely improved dramatically. I've lost fat and inches in all of the right place it seems. But when I look in the mirror, I still see the same Marla, just maybe a little more tired looking from all of the activity.

What fun am I really having if I don't celebrate what youth I have left now. In 10 years, cellulite will take over and we'll all be fat. So my thought is this: even though I sometimes consider myself pure tomboy at heart, I think I should put on some lipstick...or a pair of red pinstripe pants from Paris.

It can't hurt. It could change my mood.