Nathan and I have found ourselves waking up at 6am each morning in order to fully murder our bodies before breakfast. It's called Insanity and it's insane. For those who do not know what Insanity is, it's a 60 day cardio interval training workout. And those who know Nathan know he would never voluntarily work out with the exception of church basketball. Speaking of which, funny story, he at one point needed physical therapy for a major church basketball mishap. While the therapist was trying to stretch him out, she informed us (after notifying the other employees) that he broke the record for being the most inflexible patient she had ever seen. It was a big accomplishment. So as you can imagine, such strenuous activity would not be on Nathan's daily regimen if not for me... aww. Also it should be noted that our basement tenants probably hate us, which is sad because we are, or were, great friends. I'm sure they don't especially love the constant 6am pounding above their living room. Hopefully the pounding will get less intense as the days roll on and the pounds start dropping. It would seem to make sense that skinnier people produce softer jumping sounds... right? I'll let them be the judge of that. Until then, our days start off with the super chiseled Shaun T., sweat, and green smoothies. Yum.
P.S. Sometimes I wish I had a neon unitard and Nathan had leg warmers.
