Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Trashy Shorts: Peanut (Butter Egg) Gallery

Sunday morning, I was finishing up my pre-Easter-ham-gorge Insanity workout when my younger son, trying to be supportive, demonstrated how easy it was to do mountain climbers while holding a Reese’s egg in each hand.

Somehow it came off as more smartassy.

Apparently he’s following in his brother’s footsteps.  My older son, from a very young age, has always loved plopping himself on the couch, powdered donut or some other treat in hand, and watching me work out. 

One day when he was about 4 years old, I was pretty much beasting the triangle pose at the end of level 2 of this workout.

My son, however, felt there was room for improvement.  “Mom,” he said, relaxing on the couch behind me with a chocolate-covered granola bar, “I think you can go a little deeper than that.”


It was almost as if I had Jillian right there with me, screaming in my ear about the only person being cheated with my half-assed triangle pose was myself.

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