My birthday tells me my body is 41. The gym tests tell me it's 39. The trainer thinks she can get me back to 29.
Been there done that. Besides, I'm not willing to fork up the $ or the pain, sweat, and tears to do so.
I'm just happy to be getting stronger. My headaches are practically non-existent and my funky, bum neck.....I don't even notice it!
Apr 20, 2008
Labels: A Day In The Life
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6 comments:
you are SOOO hot!
That's what Brad said :)
I dare you to take a class w/me. Sean can sit by the pool w/ the girls and we can CRUNCH!!!!!!! and SQUAT!!!!!!! and LUNGE!!!!!!! to accelerated dance music.
Would I have to make that face?? LOL
I don't know if I can hang with you. I should have started when you did. Now you are super buff.
Ugh. I really need to, though!!!! ..... I type as finish 1/2 pint of ice cream.
LOL! It's the same face you make on the Botox commercials ....which also want to make you younger.
awesome! you look great! and of course, I love the face. Kathy
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