Fitness and all that jazz...

Okay, so recently I got a wild idea that maybe I could start a new exercise routine. Maybe I shouldn't use the word new, as that would suggest that I had an old exercise routine. Those who know me know that exercise is not my thing. I don't enjoy it. Never have. But, I do enjoy chocolate, and bugles, and I am not getting any younger, nor is my behind getting any smaller... So, perhaps exercise should come into my life.
I was recently inspired by Gwyneth Paltrow talking about her exercise routine. I mean, who isn't inspired by Gwyneth Paltrow. And, no, I haven't seen her on Glee. I have never seen Glee. Am I the only one who isn't watching Glee? Anyway, Gwyneth was promoting her exercise inspiration, Tracy Anderson, of the Tracy Anderson Method. So, I decided to buy her exercise DVD, Dance Cardio Workout.


Wow. I got tired just watching it. Maybe next I'll actually try doing it. After watching it and laughing hysterically at my lack of rythym, I decided that maybe I should start with a different workout of hers, so I revisited her website and purchased her mat workout, and a snazzy new, turquoise yoga mat.


They arrived in the mail two days ago. Yesterday, I actually opened the box and pulled out the DVD and yoga mat and propped them against the wall in my kitchen. My neighbor and friend, Sydney, walzed into my kitchen today and said it was a good start, but I really needed to go ahead and take the plastic wrapping off the yoga mat if I wanted to use it! Then we joked about the fact that if there were ever a hope of my behind looking like the picture of Tracy on the back of the mat DVD, then I might just need to do that!


I mean, really, don't you think there are a certain amount of genetics involved in having heiny that looks like that? No offense, Mom, but I don't think I got the genetics for that heiny.
I will have a few M&Ms while I ponder that...