A Journey Into Hip-Hop

As my belly continues to shake like a bowl full of jelly, I've decided I need to exercise. The biggest reason is that I cannot breathe! Walking gets me winded and makes my heart race. I wasn't in the greatest shape before God blessed us with Jameson. Hard to believe it, right?

So, I am going to try to exercise a little. I've looked at some prenatal videos but they all seem to be some type of yoga. This just isn't my cup of tea; I can do yoga on the wii (not that I would, but I could). While browsing at Target today (with a cherry icee in one hand and a bag of popcorn in the other), I decided to take a stroll down the exercise aisle. Joey and I looked at the videos and we were about to walk on when I saw it - cardio hip-hop. That sounded like fun so I decided to buy it. Joey wanted me to get another video that promised to make me look good naked. At this point I'm pretty sure there is no hope of looking good naked.

Walking away from the videos Joey said he wondered what the cashier would think when we went to the register. Would the cashier think it was for him or for me? I'm sure either option creates quite a comical mental picture.

Eager to try it, I put it in when we got home and asked the rest of the family to join me. The plan was to only go through the introduction that teaches the basic ten steps. No one volunteered to join in so I cleared the living room and got started. Did I mention that I am NOT in shape? About halfway through the learning portion I was ready to quit. What was I thinking??? I kept going, though and finished the learning portion.

Tomorrow night I plan to venture into the actual exercise portion. Wish me luck!