Dear Kid,
Your sister has decided to kill me.
I know this because she has been doing the insanity workouts this summer and has decided I need to join her in these workouts.
Anything that includes the word “insanity” and is not immediately followed either by the word “chocolate” or “coffee” cannot possibly be good for me.
In order to preserve my sanity, my capacity to breathe, and my ability walk upright, I’ve decided to begin compiling a list of reasons NOT to do the insanity workout.
- I have a hangnail.
- I don’t have an Insanity Workout outfit.
- My eyelashes hurt.
- I sprained my eardrum.
- I want to be able to work out tomorrow.
- “Work. Out.” ‘Nuff said.
- I have to cook dinner.
- I have to write a blog.
- I have to paint the garage.
- I have to finish knitting a sweater.
- I have to learn how to knit.
- I have a date with a pillow.
- I need to text someone.
- I have to be home in case the political pollsters call.
- I’d rather binge out on Oreos.
I don’t think she’ll accept any of those, but a girl’s gotta try.
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