“Just press play,” he muttered.
The DVD menu music looped.
Leo grabbed his pull-up bar and a set of dumbbells. The format was brutal: a push-up variation, immediately followed by a pull-up variation. No rest. Rinse. Repeat. p90x chest amp- back ab ripper x
The clock on the DVD player glowed 5:47 AM. Leo stared at it, his thumb hovering over the play button. The case in his other hand read: P90X – Chest & Back + Ab Ripper X . “Just press play,” he muttered
By the third set—military push-ups followed by chin-ups—Leo’s arms were jelly. Sweat dripped onto the yoga mat. His wife, still in bed upstairs, probably thought he was moving furniture. The format was brutal: a push-up variation, immediately
Standard push-ups. He knocked out 30, chest burning. Then, wide-front pull-ups. His lats screamed after 8. “That’s it?” Tony chirped. “Your back is gonna look like a cobra hood.”