An Overly Weird Motivation to Keep Going

See this chick right here?


That’s my pal, Emily. She and I started Insanity on Monday together. Both in our own houses, 40 minutes from each other, but together nonetheless.

I’m three days into this 60 day challenge, and I officially hate and love life so much more than I did when I started.

Let’s start with the love-it category. I feel so much happier already. I feel more in control. I feel more together and with it. I feel like I own my life so suddenly when only a few days ago I felt like I had lost myself almost completely.

Now the hate-it category. I hurt. This damn workout program (Insanity) is a bitch. My calfs feel like they’ve been put through a wood chipper. My thighs are minced. My shoulders ache. My arms are on fire. I’m even getting cramps in my feet. Also in the hate-it category: I WANT SOME DAMN SUGAR. Preferably something deep-fried and covered in that sugar. Ugh. Day three is always the toughest for me.


So why am I suddenly so happy? Oh, yeah. Exercising gives you endorphins and endorphins make you happy. And happy people just don’t murder Shaun T.

Anyway, Emily – my awesome Pal in the Polaroid picture. She’s my accountability partner. We’re doing a Tough Mudder together in October, and we’re both using this Insanity program to jumpstart our training big time.

And to make sure that we are both sufficiently motivated to never miss a day, we came up with a very weird motivation to keep going and not come up with lame excuses…

For every day we miss between now and the end of 60 days, we will have to eat an entire pickled pig’s foot on a live Facebook video the day before Mudder, while we’re in Las Vegas.

Have you ever seen those? I see them in the store, and often wonder how they still exist. They come in bottles filled with total nastiness:


I assure you I do not want to eat a single pickled pig’s foot. And based on the fact that Emily couldn’t even discuss it for a moment longer than it took to agree on it, she’s not overly joyed at the idea of missing a workout, either.

So, there it is. We’re giving all of you our word. If we miss even one day, we will eat a pickled pig’s foot live on Facebook, and another pig foot for every day we miss beyond that.

Pigs feet? Really? Anyone who can afford a pot this nice should recognize that this is an abomination.


Don’t worry. You won’t be seeing me eat one. I may Tanya Harding my friend though, so that she has to do it.

Oh, and we’re still working out the details on part 2 of our “weird motivation.” It’s probably gonna have to do with Vienna Sausages. Stay tuned for that.

In the meantime, if any of you see Shaun T, tell him we are not friends at the moment.

Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing

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Dan Pearce is an American-born author, app developer, photographer, and artist. This blog, Single Dad Laughing, is what he's most known for, with more than 2 million daily subscribers as of 2017. Pearce writes mostly humorous and introspective works, as well as his musings which span from fatherhood, to dating, to life, to the people and dynamics of society. Single Dad Laughing is much more than a blog. It's an incredible community of people just being real and awesome together!