As I shimmy and shake and sweat during my usual morning routine, I wonder, who needs the gym or the cost of a personal trainer when all I have to do to get a serious aerobic work-out is put on my pantyhose every morning? Come to think of it, there are some complicated yoga moves thrown in to my
dressing ritual fitness regimen as well — I routinely contort myself into impossible positions worthy of a yogi master.
Aerobics, strength exercises, and yoga … hey, I’m nothing if not well-rounded. Ha! See what I did there? Well-rounded! Get it? Because being well-rounded is what necessitates my way-too-early-in-the-morning calisthenics session to begin with … because, I’m round, get it? Oh, never mind.