2-10-10: Over the past several years, I’ve started making my own brownies on occasion. I’d have to say they are quite good and somewhat addicting. My Mom is still the master, however, and the only reason I can fathom is that she must put crack cocaine (the stuff) into her brownie mix. I mentioned a couple of posts ago that the Superbowl leftovers were going to be the biggest challenge of the Insanity program. With the brownies leading the way, I can say that I have never been more right. Yesterday, when I got home I had a couple of Sun Chips, which, as far as evil chips go, aren’t the worst junk food you can eat. Then I had a brownie. Then I had a couple of Doritos. Then I had a brownie. Then I sat and thought for a bit. I was nearly approaching the point of no return. Could I resist and have some semblance of a normal meal, or would I fall victim to the violent hooks and uppercuts that the brownies were throwing. Then I had a brownie (body blow). Then I had a brownie (cut bleeding profusely above eye). Then I had a brownie…and it’s all over! Dave doesn’t know WHERE he is at! The ref is trying to stop the fight, but the brownies want another piece of Dave. Dave stumbles back to the corner…where Cheetos hit him over the head with a chair while the brownies were cunningly distracting the ref. Totally unnecessary.
Yeah. I got owned, and I’d have to say in round one. I do like my junk food. That being said, since I had 5 brownies yesterday and another 4 today and I started with over 20 and there are about 7 left (I know the math doesn’t work…leave me alone!), I at least won’t be tempted for too much longer. By demolishing these brownies so quickly, I will only have broken Shaun T’s little meal plan for 3 or 4 days. All too easy. So, if you ever need to get me off this program in a hurry, brownies. That’s the key. So, I think I’ve proven to myself (yet again) that I have little self-control when it comes to delicious snacks residing in my house. All this talk about brownies, makes me want to go eat a brownie. Crack cocaine man.
I did okie dokie at the workout this morning. Of the 10.5 minute warm-up, I participated in at least 9.5 minutes of it, including the hyper third iteration. Oddly, of all things, it is the mummy kicks that are getting me. Not an overly difficult exercise, but a break is needed after high knees and that means cutting mummy kicks a little short. Mummy kicks require moving the legs in a scissor-ish motion. Put the right foot forward while staying on your left foot’s toes, then bounce off the left foot’s toes so that the left foot is forward and the right foot is back (still on toes). Keep repeating. While this is going on, keep the arms straight ahead, above the shoulders, and bring them together in front of you. First put the right arm above the left arm, then separate, then the left arm above the right arm and separate. Keep repeating. Put it altogether and you look like a somewhat idiotic mummy.
The stretching wasn’t terrible, and the workout had its moments, but nothing terribly exciting to report.
Basketball was cancelled today, so I did my Insanity Snow-Shoveling exercises. I could only hear Shaun T screaming “Stop lifting with your back! Lift with the Core! THE COOOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEE!!!!” I definitely deserve a brownie for that.
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I knew there had to be a reason beside the chunks of chocolate, fudgy moisty goodness that made your mom's brownies so good! All this time we have been looking for the lost stuff, and there it was right in front of us. Every time I went to your house in high school there did seem to be brownies...
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