i couldn't make stuff like this up

I've been getting a good workout lately.

Little Caro has been teaching me "dances" in the afternoon while she's been here. The other day I brought out an old keyboard that I have and she pushed the "demo" button - and it was all downhill from that point on.

The demo song sounds like a cheesy version of "Push It" by Salt N' Pepa, complete with synthesizer. I think I've learned a total of 5 dances and I actually had to perform one in front of Little Caro's mom and older sister. It was at that moment that I kissed all my dignity goodbye.

There's been much dancing, but yesterday, it was all about some stretching. She even had Wesley doing the bicycle move with his legs up in the air. I'm tellin' ya'll, she's gonna be the tiniest drill sergeant ever to appear on "The Biggest Loser".

She's asked me to do several moves that my mind wants to do, but that my body totally rebels against. Let me give you some examples:

* a split - Have I done a split in the last decade?
* a full push-up - is there such a thing?
* jumping jacks - I think my boobs knocked me out after the first one.
* the cheerleading move where you grab the inside of your foot and stretch it straight out and up - What? You can't imagine what I'm talking about? Here, let me show you a picture of me doing it...


Aren't you impressed? Thought so.

Yesterday was by far the funniest and I wasn't even involved...imagine that! She was jumping off one of my step benches and prior to each jump, she would name the jump. From out of nowhere she says..."And for my next jump...the Square-Cut Le Poop! I about fell out of my desk chair laughing so hard. Here's a picture...

and here's the Picture of RePoco jump (also originally named)...



and then the creative genius/dancer/drill sergeant took time out of her busy schedule to pose with my little redhead le poop...

Cute huh?