That’s 63 days of the Insanity Workout.
Oh wait. I lied. I didn’t include the one week of restorative workouts in the middle, but you get the point… LOTS of days. LOTS of sweat. LOTS of pain. LOTS of moments where I want to punch Shaun-T, the creator of Insanity, square in the throat.
As you’ll remember, a little more than two months ago, my brother Eric (who lives in England) and I started a competition with each other. The loser, which would be the brother who missed the most days of Insanity throughout the competition, would have to make a video and share it on this blog. In that video, he would have to admit that he was inferior in every single way. Fitness (obviously), looks, intelligence, and all awesomeness in general. It was going to be funny more than anything.
I had full confidence that he would miss at least a few days. He’s married with a couple kids. Surely life would get in the way and keep him away at least once in a while. I’ve been married. I know how it goes.
He had full confidence that I would miss at least a few days. I’m single with only one kid half the time. Surely dating and social life, and co-parenting life, would get in the way and keep me away at least once in a while. He’s been single. He knows how it goes.
What neither one of us had full confidence in, but we both should have based on our extreme rivalry and history of being competitive (as you’ll remember from the time he had to put a live fish in his pants), was that neither one of us was willing to lose to the other. And, life did get in the way…
He got sick at one point.
I got sick at one point.
He got super bogged down with work and had to work late into the night.
I got super bogged down with work and had to work late into the night.
He found himself unable to workout because of commitments to his wife’s family.
I found myself unable to workout because of dates and outings and all sorts of stuff single guys do.
He got sucked into the lives of his kids.
I got sucked into the life of my kid.
He had days where he was hurting way too much to workout.
I had days where I was hurting way too much to workout.
He had days where he sat on the floor with the workout video on pause for hours trying to get even enough energy to push play.
I had days where I sat on the floor for hours trying to get the energy to do the same thing.
He had days where he told me he really didn’t think he could do it.
I had days where I told him there was no way I could do it.
But we also had our rivalry. We had our goal. We had our spirit of competition that has driven us to great things so often in our lives.
And we also had one other requirement. It was the requirement that somehow made this competition keep going in such unexpected ways…
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