LET'S GO! LIFT YOUR TOES!

Good morning, Thursday!

It's a nice day today.  I can tell 'cause I'm not cold, eeeeee.  Just checked the weather (I stuck my head out the door) and it's damp and cool, aka nice.

It's a nice day also because I'm finally getting back into my exercises.  Those 1/2 hour episodes have been put on the back burner while I got used to working two jobs, but I'm finding the warmups, leg kicks, arm circles and butt clinchers help alleviate arthritis and make me more limber.

Now I didn't say "limber", just less stiff!

At almost 60 y.o., it's a trip to exercise with someone who's 40.  There she is, the instructor with her skin tight shiny peachy active wear with a skin tight body (and if you've reached any sort of age at all, you know what skin tight means) on a blue mat on a sandy beach with the Acapulco Bay in the background telling me to make my elbows point straight to her.  So I look at my elbows assured I'm doing this correctly.  Durn.  They were pointing East and West!  Snort.  So I tell them, "You go, girls!"

Then she says, get this, she says, "Sit on your heels." Okay, so I get into the doggie position, let go of the floor, to sit back on my heels.  Ut oh, somethings not giving.  It's more like I'm sitting back on a giant air ball!  Uh huh, I think I'll just exercise on my knees now.

And best of all, at one point little miss perfect bod who never had a jelly roll in her life (yes, that's a pun) says, "Lift your toes."  Okay, that I can do.  I lift my toes.  Um.  Uh.  I looked down at my toes and you know what, they looked like 10 little piggies that ate their own blankets!   Snoring, too, they were!!!!!

Anyway, enough of that self-embarrassment.  I just popped in to say good morning.  And now I gotta go, have another shift today.

Yah, when I say shift, I'm talking work, not seizing muscles!

~~Pamela~

"A morning is not only Sunrise, 

but a beautiful Miracle of God!,

Good morning, God."