My Roommate is not into exercising:
"Come on ya'll, let's go!" Shaun T yelled at him from the TV screen. Ludwig didn't have time to use his 30-second break to grab some water. He wiped the sweat that was raining down his forehead, neck, back and chest. He had long since discarded his shirt, sometime in between the start of level one basketball drills and the last 30-second break.
Just because the weather had been particularly unforgiving that day, didn't mean that he wouldn't exercise. And thanks to Gilbert for letting him borrow this Insanity workout DVD, Ludwig didn't feel half as bad as he usually did for working out at home.
"Five seconds," Shaun T said as the people ran back into position.
Ludwig turned sideways and bent his knees, ready to start the third set of basketball drills. An'na came downstairs just as he was instructed to touch the ground and jump high, using power from the bottom up. From the corner of his eye, he could see her standing, staring but his attention was more focused on ignoring the pain in his shins, thighs, arms and everywhere else versus what An'na was doing.
"Traveling push-ups!" Shaun T instructed and Ludwig hit the floor on his hands and tips of his toes, eight pushes moving four times to the right then four times to the left. After that, eight knee sprints then repeat.
Sweat was rolling into his eyes now, but he blinked it away, biting back the growl of agony growing in his throat. Push, damn it.
"In and out abs!" Shaun T said, heaving for air himself. Ludwig held his plank position, butt down and drew his knees to his chest, then out again. In his shifting, he noticed An'na wasn't standing by the stairs anymore.
"In!" the instructed yelled and Ludwig pulled their knees in, "Out!" they released.
"In! Out! In! Out!" they repeated this over and over again. Ludwig was clenching his teeth but kept going.
When it was finally time for another break, he went to the kitchen, where he found An'na fixing a sandwich, and grabbed his water bottle.
"Do you want to join me?" he asked and gulped down the refreshing liquid. Not that he'd ever seen her exercise, which was all the more reason why she should.
"Nope," An'na replied quickly not so much as glancing at him, "Don't like exercising."
And she was out of the kitchen and up the stairs faster than Ludwig would have thought someone could run who didn't like exercising. But he didn't have time to dwell on it. After all, he only had a 30-second break.
A/N: Insanity, is like the most gruesome work out ever! Ever in life and all of existence! If you don't know what Insanity is, Google it. Trust me, it will have you crying like a 2-year-old who though his mom left him in the grocery store! On another note, I seemed to have started some Twilight-esque stuff with this story. Since when was there a Team An'na or Team Felicia? Ow well, I'll take what you guys give me. So, which team are you on?
-CeCe ^_^