The Insanity Defense

There is a new craze sweeping our apartment building, an exercise program by the name of "Insanity". The Alpha neighbor saw the infomercial one insomniac night, and recognizing this routine as something that would crush ordinary mortals, promptly ordered up the DVDs.

Never has a product been more appropriately named. Relentless, nausea-inducing, and utterly unforgiving, Insanity resembles a fetish film for exercise junkies. No one save professional athletes or Delta Force commandos would ever be called upon to demonstrate this level of fitness.

Sure, I'd like to get in shape for summer. For years I've subscribed to the idea that I can do whatever I want, resulting in two chins, two stomachs and Buns of Cottage Cheese, but I watch Insanity and know there's got to be a better way to go about it.

Truth be told, Insanity is very entertaining and inspiring in it's own hilarious and ridiculous way. I make no pretense of actually performing the routine as demonstrated by the superhuman freaksazoids caterpaulting about on the screen, but it is an ideal to aspire to -albeit very carefully.