So, when do the endophins kick in?

Well, it's official. My sister and I along with our cousin have begun an exercise program. Now, before I describe our first night of exercising to you, please go to the bathroom and get the tissues ready to dry your tears from so much laughter. Ready? Here we go!

First of course we start the night by putting in a DVD of Lisa Rhinna Dancing with Stars Dancing and Exercising. She shows you dances they did on the show and you're supposed learn them while exercising at the same time. We stand in a line in front of the TV and mind we watch her go over the steps. Ok, we've got it. Then we can choose if we want to work out at a slow, medium, or fast pace. Of course we pick slow and of course we decide that this is too slow so we go with medium. And that's when it begins. Why is it that the moves we were doing looked nothing like the moves she and the other dancers were doing. I mean we were all three moving but neither one of us were moving in the same direction. Oh did I fail to mention that we were supposedly dancing the Rumba, the sexy, sultry dance. Believe me when I say that there was nothing sexy or sultry about the way we were dancing.

After deciding that this was just not the right dance for us we moved on to the Jive. Yes, you read it right, JIVE! Again we watch her go over the steps and no problem, this is just dancing, right? Wrong!! Have you ever tried jumpin' and jivin' with at least 50 -100 extra pounds on your shoulders? Then you know that there ain't no jumpin' or jivin'. So, again we decide that this one is not good either.

Then hey, we have a brainstorm!!! Why not just do the basic exercises we learned in elementary school starting with the jumping jacks. We also had the brilliant idea of not stopping between exercises. O. M. G! We ended with crunches and then with the toughest work out of all, getting up off the floor.

Once we could all breathe again we decided to do this each Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday evening. Please keep us in your prayers.