Day 7--no one told me I would need a drill.

So I got up this morning, actually excited (and very, very scared) to start this P90X torture, and thinking I bought a super nifty pull-up bar that just kinda wedges in the door frame (like the one they use on the video), I put in the little intro DVD, the one that's supposed to scare you, and pretty much did, and then I popped in the first DVD--chest and back.  Was down with the warm-up (no one dies doing the warm-up), and actually hung in with the push-ups.  Managed 3 real ones and then went to the girlie version, which the Guy Who Apparently Never Shuts Up says its just fine for beginners.  And then I went to pull my super nifty pull-up bar out of the box and pop it into place (like the one they use on the video) and I found all the nonsense in the pic above.

I don't do instruction manuals.  I can't even put things together from Ikea, and those never require power tools.  Beyond an Allen wrench, I'm screwed.  (But not screw-driven.  Get it?  A play on words about tools?  Ah, well, anyway...) And that's when it really sucks to be a single mom and not be able to yell, "Honey, can you please..."

So yeah, I am NOT installing, with drills and screws and stuff, this ridiculous and very non-nifty pull-up bar onto any of my door frames.  Seriously???  Even if I knew how.  I was swindled.

I guess I'm taking a trip to Academy to look for the bar I thought I bought--the Nifty Pull-Up Bar from the Video.  And starting P90X in the morning.

On an unrelated note, does anyone want to buy a never-used pull-up bar?

Okay, okay, let's see...strength I'm working on today...to not get too frustrated by the power-tool-required-pull-up-bars-of-the-world.  I have a way to go on that one.  I'm pretty frustrated right now.  But that's at least one more day that I didn't die.