Slowly she emerges from the treadmill hair swinging, hips swaying. She looks and moves like a latin dancing queen. Cue the sexy construction men whistling.
1 mile on treadmill and a lil floor routine, I go into cardiac arrest. Soooo out of shape. What ever happened to the day when I could run a mile in gym class in about 8 min. Now I walk a mile in almost 20. Oh how age has forsaken me. Things don't start to hang from age. Its children.
I count today a success. Shakira has nothing on me!
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