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Hey, all.
Anybody got the scoop on p90x? I was thinking about picking it up with my christmas money, and I was wondering if anybody has any experience/advice about it.

The ideal thing about my home is it’s all one story-I hate stairs,” says champion bodybuilder Jay Cutler as he trudges through his airy million-dollar McMansion in a Las Vegas gated community. Beneath his basketball shorts each of Cutler’s legs is meatier than a side of Angus and his lats look like giant wings, flesh triangles so solid and substantial that his arms don’t brush his torso. Still, Cutler huffs and puffs like a fat kid as he trundles outside onto his back porch, the burden of 280 pounds taxing his 5-foot-9 body as severely as if it were pure flab.

Jay “A Cut Above” Cutler has won the Arnold Classic-the sport’s second most prestigious competition-three times but has yet to bag the top prize in bodybuilding: a Mr. Olympia title. Twice he’s placed second behind the sport’s reigning champ, 5-foot-11, 280-pound Ronnie Coleman. Cutler has endured unimaginable training torture-and all he has to show for it is No. 2.

Outside, Cutler settles into a $1,500 chair that was custom-built to hold his weight. His office computer has a special keyboard with widely spaced keys to accommodate his sausage-link-thick fingers. When he buys pants, he grabs 38s even though he only has a 34-inch waist-smaller pants won’t fit over his thighs.

“I know I’m a freak,” he says. “But that’s the state I need to achieve to win.”

Two hours later, Cutler settles in among the shimmering stainless-steel appliances that fill his kitchen. His wife, Kerry, cleans dishes while he inhales 10 scrambled egg whites, two eggs over-easy, four multigrain pancakes with spray-on butter and sugar-free syrup, a cup of oatmeal, a cup of coffee and a half-gallon of sugar-free Tang. “I have to get my calories in, and that means eating every hour and a half, even through the night,” says Cutler in a Bostonian monoBUTTFUCK. “I need to be a machine.”

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Greeting, All. I own this book, and it’s helpful. Buy it, it’s approved.

Now that I’ve got that past, I’ve got a fitness issue I’d like a little advice on.
Some background:
-I am 5′8”, 185 pounds. Not a fatass, though. I suspect it’s all stored in my ass.
-I play football, wrestle, and play lacrosse. I’m underageB&, yes.
-I have a sort of gut, kind of fatty thighs, and a yoooooge ass. But, I’m not a neckbeard fattie.

Solutions (I can think of):
-Eat better
-Start a training regiment (listed below)

My daily one:
-50 crunches
-35 push ups
-20 leg lifts for 30 seconds each
-50 reps of an 8 pound weight, both arms (too much?)

And how the hell do I get my ass less…huge?