Dance your way… dead.
I wanted to join Dawn’s new thing, Showin’ Off on Saturday, and in light of recent events, I thought it would be perfect to try one of my new work-out DVDs today, take pictures, and show off how I tried something new this week (which is what she has challenged us all to do).
Yesterday, I purchased “Billy Blanks, Tae Bo Cardio” and “Prevention: drop it with dance, w/Tabitha D’umo.” I’m a little bit scared of the Tae Bo video for starting off, so I decided to see if I could get my groove on with Tabitha. Which was stupid of me to start off with, because, I’m so WHITE, rice is jealous. I? cannot get my groove on. Period. I trip and fall if I just THINK about walking across the room.
It was difficult to even get started, because apparently, putting anything other than Baby Einstein in the DVD player brings about ARMAGEDDON. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth, I decided that Kevin & Leroy are a serious enough issue for me to go through Armageddon.
In went the “drop it with dance” DVD.
But, Eh-Muuuuuhhhmmmmm…. I don’t WANT you to do the dance exercises!!!
Ohhh, Braden. Mommy doesn’t WANT to do the dance exercises either, but she HAS to do them. Isn’t that yucky?
Ok. I’m ready, I think. But a little unsure of myself… and I have a half-naked child attached to me.
No, wait. Clearly, I am supposed to be wearing shoes! Ack! Shoes!
No shoes. Not ready!
Okay! I’m ready! I have shoes!
No, wait. I’m not ready, I have a half-naked child attached to me again.
Okay! I’m ready! I have shoes and I am half-naked child free (momentarily)!
DUDE. SLOW DOWN. She expects me to keep up with this?
WTH. She wants me to do what???
Feels like I’m just pushing my boobs out. Is that exercise?
Um. Okay, I think I can do this part…
OMG, DID MY BACK JUST MAKE THAT SOUND???
(Or did I just fart?)
Ok. Did she really just say that she wants this part to bring out my sassy side? Honey, a glass of wine will bring out my sassy side. THIS? Just makes me want to commit homicide.
Hey… this isn’t so bad… and the half-naked baby isn’t even cramping my style.
No. I was wrong, this IS so bad. How do those cooters do this crap so fast?
Let me try one more time.
No, it was like this…
Braden and I decided that we both really like this kind of exercise a lot better.
My favorite part was near the end. When Tabitha D’umo said, “Are you tired!? Well, I don’t care! Keep going!”