ok; so its not exactly 30 days of insanity. its actually 4 weeks and today appears to be the last day.
after 28 days, i have yet to yearn for quality shaun t time. (i'm not really a 'kool-aid' drinker in the cult sense, in the literal sense, i'm all over a pitcher of black cherry). i do; however, enjoy his presence in my living room just a little (it doesn't hurt that most of the time he's shirtless). i DO have a burning desire to rub my hands all over his sweaty chest though.
out of the 28 days, i only skipped two, but those days i had a date with my lance armstrong elliptical.
the 6-pack is still playing hide-and-seek and my ass has not stepped up to the plate yet. i'm hoping the next 30 days works a miracle on my tired old muscles.
no more selfies of my fleshy bod until i look like a 25 year old.
to be continued.
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