It’s not just a state of mind, it’s a workout now.
From the same brilliant minds who brought you P90x, which I successfully completed.
Okay, okay. So I stopped at week 11. But 11 out of 13 is pretty damn good.
Besides, I couldn’t help it — I left for France. So for all intensive purposes, I say that I completed it. Close enough, right?
Since I’m always looking to change up my routine and add new challenges, I thought Insanity would be the next natural step.
What was even better was that I found someone to loan me theirs and try it out. Booya. Didn’t even have to purchase.
So. The other day, I bust out the fit test. Thinking, fit test my ass. This won’t be hard.
Um … yeah … I thought I was going to keel over.
Literally.
I just can’t move that damn fast.
The other day was Cardio Plyometrics.
Holy Mary Mother of Joseph.
I kept moving, but I’m sure at the end of it you wouldn’t have been able to make out anything that I was doing.
More like aimless moves.
I’m not sure how I actually made it the entire 42 minutes, but I did. Maybe it was Sean T’s voice … yelling to go go GOOOO and KEEP MOVING.
Thanks, Sean T. Your words of encouragement about killed me and carried me on.
I honestly can’t remember the last time I felt so out of shape.
Which I actually loved and hated at the same time.
Loved because I’m being challenged and have weak areas to improve on … hated, because … well, that should be obvious.
Who wants to feel like an out of shape fat ass?
Right. No one.
My goal isn’t really to lose weight here. F losing weight. I’m over it. I just want to get a good workout and be proud of the fact that one day I won’t be driven completely insane by Insanity.
The name speaks for itself.
Although I think it should be more along the lines of this:
F-ING Insane.