. . . and his name is pukey. there is a fine line defining how much water one should consume while going insane; today i crossed it. should you pause pure cardio for a barf break or just let the insanity cult finish out their exercises while you pant and hurl in the corner?
i always feel better when i'm finished and today is no exception. i have yet to get on a scale, so i don't know if i've lost any weight (don't think i have as the pooch remains intact). but i feel stronger and can now do the one legged hamstring stretch without falling over.
this is the last week - not sure what happens after this. i foresee a date with sir lance: my beloved elliptical machine in the near future.
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