The Insanity of Insanity

So, I did it, I tried Insanity a couple of days ago. Here's how it went. First, I was excited. I knew it was hard. A friend lent me his set because he wasn't using them. So I went home after work, quickly changed, got some water and jumped right in. The warm up was good, the first few minutes I was feeling encouraged. Then about 10 minutes in, sweat was pouring off of me. I was beginning to wonder if I'd be able to do all 45 minutes. I will admit, it was HARD, but sort of fun in a sick way. Felt like drills, like football camp or something. And all that jumping and whatnot was certainly more interesting than going for a walk, or doing some random bicep curls.

So about 12 minutes in, I was considering stopping. Then Shaun T. says (while he's out of breath) "Alright guys, we're almost there, almost done with the warm up".

Crap.

The warm up? I'm warmed up and dying here. Literally sweat dripping on my floor and already considering cooling down and quitting. And this was the warm up? Fear came next. But quickly I overcame it. Yes, of course I can do this. I'm fit. I'm used to running. I KILL Turbo Fire and sweat like a mug doing that too. And I even show off while doing Physique 57 and P90X occasionally. I CAN do this. So I reset, got after it, and let Shaun T. lead me through an amazing workout. Until I finally quit at 30 minutes. So yes, I'm not afraid to admit it, I only did 30 out of 45 minutes. It WAS hard. Holy cow. I swore it off. Said it was stupid. My calves are sore today. (2 days later!) But you know what's weird, I put it on my schedule to do it tomorrow. Love pushing myself and doing something that seems impossible. Mainly because nothing is impossible.

Call me crazy. Or Insane. (ity).

~To your health~