I assumed in my life that the only way I'd ever take "Before and After" photos would be the result of some sort of industrial accident or poorly inspired hair cut.

During vacation however, I took my after photo for p90x. You probably heard us talk about it. Zane did it first. He is ripped now. He had muscle before, and now is ripped even more. (Is it gay to say that? I don't think so.)

I had more fat, and no muscle underneath it. I had never lifted a weight in my life. Hadn't done sit ups in years. I stayed in okay aerobic shape, playing basketball and other sports, and working out cardio regularly. But I wasn't in good shape. Certainly not fit.

I started in March at about 195. This morning I weighed 171. That's less than what I weighed in college. I say this not as an endorsement, though I would if they asked me to. It was difficult to start it and a lot of work. But its the best thing I've ever done for myself.

Anyway, back to the photos. Taking the "before" pictures was one of the most humiliating moments of my life. And only my wife has seen them. Taking the after was still rough. But a hell of a lot better.

Will you ever see them? Maybe. I'm just happy I can mow the lawn with my shirt off now.

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