There is actually a lady in aerobics class today, using the 1-lb-weights, the ‘Tootsie-Roll’ ones. So I feel like an Amazon, flailing around my 3-lb.-ers.
I wonder, occasionally, what kind of brain damage to a classmate would occur if I lose my tenuous grip . . . while swinging them back and forth, over my head . . . out to the side . . . around to the back . . .
I have taken off my tennies, which is a mistake, as my socks slip all over the plastic surface of the huge exercise ball. If I had a nice pedicure, I’d lose the socks, too.
My muscles and tendons are being restrung . . . like the haywire strings of a battered guitar . . .
And on the tape player: Phantom of the Opera!
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