Jumping for Joy is good exercise.
Ok, that quote is not really anonymous. I got it off the lid to my Daisy light sour cream container. Don’t tell Daisy and I won’t have to share in all the profits this blog makes. What? You don’t make money writing foolish stuff? Silly.
Now, in lieu of exercising today I would like to have a loaded baked potato piled with butter and some Daisy. Instead, I will try to find some joy in exercise. TRY I say!
I have added jumping jacks to my daily routine. Ouch, feels like I am really rattling my organs around. Can you detach your liver, kidney and lungs from jumping? I know my knees don’t appreciate this move at ALL!!!
Doesn’t this photo of Linds above look like *some one* is pulling her up?
“I can see the light!!!”
If you would like to attain 0% body fat like my Cuz Chris, just join the Army, go through years of rigorous training and then hang out in Afghanistan for a year or so! Um, no thank you.
The photos were taken at my Aunt and Uncles house in HOT-Lanta this summer.
Lo, Linds and my Cuz Chris. They are all jumping for Joy.
Are you jumping for joy today?
How about jumping for something????
Can a human actually jump with their mouth closed? Apparently, not in my family.