The Great & Powerful Tony

I have so much new news to report, I don't know where to begin. No one has ever, to my knowledge, been jealous of me for any reason. I mean, really. Why would they? I'm average plain Jane, as average as one gets. But now, perhaps they will be.
Today was a huge milestone in my life. I interviewed the one and only Tony Horton. Mr. P90X? I know, most of you don't know him, but if you're into fitness, you do. He's very, very famous.
Okay, in between my last post and today I got engaged and have been planning the most amazing wedding in the world, but I'll get to that after I talk about Tony.
An old friend of mine who for some reason has decided never to talk to me again, gave me a bootlegged copy of P90X about 6 years ago. I had started doing Vinyasa flow yoga, and, it turns out, P90X has an "extreme" yoga workout that I could do at home. If you've been following my blog, you know how I feel about yoga classes. A bunch of women getting together to make sure they look better than the other women in the class spending hundreds of dollars on tights that make their butt look good and tank tops that show off their beautiful breasts. All in the spirit of competing with other women. I hate it, and it's actually been a long time since I've stepped into a yoga class. SO, P90X was a godsend. I could do my chaturanga's at home, with Tony injecting his humor into the workout, and not have to deal with my female enemies. From that, I discovered Ab Ripper X. 20 minutes of intense "core" work that leaves my abs hard and sexy. The rest of the workout, well, it was too intimidating for me at the time.
I did these two workouts at home for awhile. Tony's hysterical, and I sort of heard his voice in my head citing his jokes at inopportune times.
SSMG was not happy.
Anyway, I developed a little bit of a crush on him. Tony's very ripped.
SSMG was not happy.
Then, in a HUGE snowstorm, I drove down to Denver to purchase the entire P90X suite of products from some guy on Craigslist for half the price that I would have gotten it online. It took me 3 hours to save $60. I regret that decision ever since. Tony, on his Facebook page, has talked about the unethical ramifications of bootlegging or re-selling the product. In support of him, I wish I had bought it new. I'm so sorry Tony.
Anyway, when I came home with my shiny, new, shrinkwrapped P90X kit, I proceeded to watch the entire 12 workouts while sitting on the couch. Laughing.
SSMG was not happy.
We bought a new TV, hooked up the DVD player and prepared ourselves for 90 days of laughs and torture. Needless to say, the basement is too cold, and this never happened. But, I feel good owning my own copy.
SSMG doesn't feel so good.
So today, TODAY, I called Tony Horton for my interview with him. 15 minutes prior to the interview I pulled out my P90X kit. It was covered in inches of dust. When I introduced myself to Tony, I said, "I have a confession to make. I pulled out my P90X kit, and it was covered in dust. I'm getting married in almost about 90 days, and it seems like this would be the perfect opportunity." To which he replied, "So this interview was serendipitous."
Serendipitous indeed.
So I'm planning the best wedding in the entire world, and I know that will be the best day of my life, but for now, this may be the best day of my life. Tony told me it was a really good interview and that I asked really good questions. He said other reporters ask the same old boring questions, but mine were good.
Sigh. Maybe I should be a writer for a living.