As a woman was gazing into a mirror, she heard her husband ask what she’d like for her Birthday. “I’d like to be 6 again,” she sighed, still looking into the mirror. On the morning of her birthday, she woke to a nice big bowl of Lucky Charms, and then a trip to Six Flags. What a day! Her husband put her on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster … everything there was.
Five hours later, when they staggered out of the theme park, he took her to McDonald’s (not as cool as the Rock-n-Roll one in Chi-town) where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake. Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favorite candy, M&M’s. What a fabulous adventure!
Finally, they wobbled home and collapsed into bed exhausted. The husband then leaned over with a big smile and lovingly asked, ‘Well Dear, what was it like being six again??’ Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed. ‘I meant my dress size, you dumb ass!’
My friend Stacy sent me this humorous little story, and as I slipped into my new 6 jeans this morning, I thought of it and just had to share. I only have 27 days till San Diego so am continuing my CARdio fitness plan, which consists of “air drumming”, including the kick drum and isometric exercises while always keeping at least one hand on the wheel. When I’m not in the car, I do my Aikido stretches, jumping jacks or rope, push-ups, crunches and a few my friend Erin recommended while in the bathroom: calf raisers in the shower and lunges while brushing teeth. Fun!!