My Kind of Spin Class

posted by Stacy

Okay, you can sign me up for this spin class, I'd show up every day!

 

  

Check out my cool cruiser with the big bars...

you just can't find those at the gym!

Be careful not too ride too fast either, the locals will yell at you.

"Slow down mon!  What's your hurry?  

Life's too short to go so fast!"

ahh yes, my kind of spin class!

I need a membership...pronto!

Hot Mama

Posted by Stacy

Okay, I'm gonna keep running.  It might be working.  Today while crossing a parking lot a man stopped me and asked me if I was married.  Of course I said YES so he asked me how many kids I had.  "Four." I said.  He raised an eyebrow and said,

"You're one hot mama!"

Admittedly, the guy was in his early 50's but hey, I'll take ANY compliment.  So today when I put on my shoes it was a little easier to run knowing that I'm on my way to looking better to the slightly blind over-50 crowd!  Oh yeah!  Give me a Woot! Woot!

A Big Fat Poem

Lord, My soul is ripped with riot,
Incited by my wicked diet.
We are what we eat said a wise old man,
And Lord if thats true I'm a garbage can.
I want to rise on judgement day that's plain,
But at my present weight I'll need a crane.
So grant me strength that I may not fall,
Into the clutches of cholesterol.
And show me the light that i may bear witness,
To the president's council on physical fitness.
At oleomargarine I'll never mutter,
For the road to HELL is spread with butter.
And cream is cursed, and cake is awful ,
And Satan is hiding in every waffle.
I beg upon my dimpled knees,
Deliver me from Ju-Ju beans.
And when my days ot trial are done,
And my war with malted milk is won,
Let me stand with the Saints in heaven,
In a shining robe, size Thirty seven!
I can do it Lord if you show to me
The virtues of lettuce and celery.
If you teach me the evil of mayononnaise,
The sinfullness of Hollandaise,
And Pasta a la Milannaise
And Potatoes a la Layonnaise
And chrisp fried chicken from the south,
Lord if you love me, SHUT MY MOUTH!