Aaaaaah! 6 a.m. wake up. Heavenly.
Of course, I promptly wrenched my neck in the shower--who does that? And my boy has vicious diarrhea and is getting it all over my house. I'm thinking these two things almost erase the "rest" portion of P90X. Ceste la vie!
Day 7: Brought (to you by pain, poo and the number 6).
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