Well, besides wanting to lose the baby weight, I will say that exercising has helped with my “we were robbed” blues. Gotta keep those endorphins up. This is part of the batch I taped right before my move. Enjoy the last looks at my old house. And half of that furniture is in storage.
But, about my waistline…
I know it’s tawdry, but I do a have a passing interest in this Madonna divorce. What really caught my eye was a piece that said her super fitness was getting in the way of the marriage. I’ve long said I’ve wanted “Madonna arms” (Note the place they are in now: not saggy, but not Queen of Pop).
She is 50 and has defied gravity and womanhood to prevent the arm flaps that start to appear in the late 30s (earlier if there is a weight issue). Well, now the truth the comes out: she gets perfect arms ’cause she works out FOUR HOURS A DAY. And she banned sugar and dairy from her home.
Now, if I was performing in a corset in front of millions, I’d probably do the same thing, but having part of my body on basic cable doesn’t quite warrant such drastic measures. If I consistently worked out an hour a day and put half and half in my coffee, I think I’d be happy with the results.
But the ol’ “don’t envy people” is easy to find here. I do envy her arms, but her hubby allegedly saying the workouts got in the way of their life together is a big bummer. Or that he wanted to cuddle with more flesh.
Since I already wrote about my pregnancy, what bigger secret could I have, you ask?
Sigh, if I am trying to be hip and young, it’s not one I would ever let anyone in on. You guess hairs in weird places? Good guess, but now play the video and find out.