Sometimes it's hard to coordinate time to get to the gym, and I put off getting showered knowing that I'll be getting sweaty later in the day. Ron is out for the morning, and my plan was to go to the "fitness center" later this afternoon. The babies were napping, and Joey was
After perusing my options, I selected "Cardioke." Coordinated aerobics is not my strong suit, and neither is singing, so this probably wasn't the smartest choice, but I closed the living room shades and got moving. I'm not even sure I can describe the unsightly spectacle that took place next. One can only imagine (or is perhaps trying not to) the disastrous sight of an out of shape, uncoordinated, tune-deaf Stay at Home Mom trying to burn some calories by singing and dancing in her living room. I didn't even attempt the "oke" part of the "Cardioke." It was hard enough to try to keep up with the steps and make my erratic arm swinging and foot stomping even resemble some kind of fluid movement.
Ever heard the expression, "sing like no one's listening, and/or dance like no one's watching?" Well, since I don't have any other way of singing or dancing I tend to follow that as a rule of thumb. And today I was very grateful for the fact that no one was listening or watching as I got my groove on with Cardioke On Demand.