Down for the count.
I did it.
I bought a workout video.
Not Gene Simmons....or is it Gary Simmons? The short, screaming guy with the fro?
Sorry. Just Googled it. It's Richard Simmons. I should be ashamed, but I'm too tired.
Because Julianne Hough just kicked my tail.
I bought her Dance with Julianne video because:
#1--I want abs like hers
#2--It seems like a fun cardio workout
#3--I could use a little rythmn and a few dance moves wouldn't hurt.
So I got it.
And I did it for the first time tonight and learned many valuable lessons.
First and foremost to turn the ceiling fan off before you go doing any jumps or throwing your arms around.
Second, I'm just all kinds of messed up.
Apparently my body grew in such a way that I don't bend or twist in ways that these women do and my hips and chest certainly weren't made to pop or shake the way they can get theirs to.
My lack of grace astounded even me, and I've been quite familiar and forward with it for sometime now.
Even I didn't realize I could be quite so.....uncoordinated.
But I kept going.
Because through the whole workout I was seeing my goal on the screen.
I want her abs.
And her butt.
And her legs.
Heck, throw in her tan, too.
So come tomorrow night, I'll probably once again close all my curtains and blinds and risk catastrophe and injury in my pursuit.
Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.