Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Uh oh

Blog, you are such a gentleman.   I know you have noticed and you haven't said a thing.  Sweetie-pie.

Mama has gone on an exercise strike.  Ha.  That's now what I am calling being lazy. Much more official.  So my question is what happens to all this muscle that I built up if I don't  keep exercising.  Lemme play it out for you.

I was born all wobbly and bendy.
Then I grew and got muscles.
I played sports and became some version of Katniss in the Hunger Games.
I started aging. Blech. That was weird. 

Eiw.  Really?  Okay.  I started aging, things start drooping (gravity)  So pretty much I just had your regular old flab and bones.  

 But then I started building more muscle and things started GROWING.  Like my little armlet muscles (pop!), and then my butt muscles (poppop!)  but now I feel kinda "energy-challenged" and me no want to grow new things.  I mean yes, a plant would be fine.  But triceptanoids or something I never knew I had.... eh.  Maybe I should just read a good book.

It's sort of like watching my kids take swim lessons.  Something about kids, they have no problem dunking themselves in the pool during the middle of winter.  There is shampoo. body wash, pajamas and all sorts of variables that come into play for them to do their swimming. They are all SUPER excited to go for it every Monday. And me, I used to BE a swimmer.  A real one, like for sure, and all I can do is look at the pool and sigh and think, man, all the LOTION and CONDITIONER and the actual SUBMERGING is such a shock and how many minutes are wasted by changing into a swimsuit and so on and so forth.    Long story short, cut to me, all dolled up to the nines in my high heels and 24 kt gold lace up vest, smoking cigs whilst the lifeguards transport me via canopy from lane to lane so I can watch my kids.

I am not sure what it is, but something changes with age, or the application of mascara.

But then there are the instructors, who are all adults (not to mention the people who are actually SWIMMING for exercise), and I just sit there and try to figure out how they have that extra oompfh..  

It's one thing to motivate to go the gym. And a whole other thing to motivate to change your atmospheric viscosity so that you can't BREATHE after  a long day of work. 

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