In the 80's my sister and I were Jane Fonda exercise groupies. Every day we would religiously put on the footless tights, leg warmers, reebok shoes, leotard (with the belt) and mandatory head and wrist bands.
We would clear out our spot in front of the TV and get ready to feel the burn. We would warm up, then jump, lunge and do the borderline pornographic hip thrusts.
We would lose inches and tone, but never could get the Jane look.
Fast forward to present day. I received a phone call from my sister and this is how it went.
Wise Sister: Do you remember how frustrated we would get when doing the Jane Fonda workout?
Me: Yup, we felt the burn, but still had the buns.
Wise Sister: Well I just read an article and guess what, the BITCH was bulimic!!
And there you have it, that is the reason I do not exercise.
Uggh I've had urges to resort to bulimia. But then I remember I'm smarter than that. Exercise only works if you eat right, and it's ohhh so hard to eat right
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