I’ve signed up for a suicide mission.
My obsession for Bodyjam has gone to the next level. It’s a party night for me. For come 5:30 pm this afternoon, I will embark on ...
not one...
not two ...
not three, but ...
... a frickin’ FOUR hour dance marathon to raise funds for Dance4life.
It’s being run by my Goodlife gym. I am pumped, excited, and a little nervous. I’m not kidding when I say the rest of my team is likely at least a decade or more younger than I am. No intimidation there.
So if I’m going to throw something out, I may as well look good, right?
I hereby present the various Lulu’s being contemplated for tonight’s festivities… (finally, some images more wrinkly than my visage)
My obsession for Bodyjam has gone to the next level. It’s a party night for me. For come 5:30 pm this afternoon, I will embark on ...
not one...
not two ...
not three, but ...
... a frickin’ FOUR hour dance marathon to raise funds for Dance4life.
It’s being run by my Goodlife gym. I am pumped, excited, and a little nervous. I’m not kidding when I say the rest of my team is likely at least a decade or more younger than I am. No intimidation there.
So if I’m going to throw something out, I may as well look good, right?
I hereby present the various Lulu’s being contemplated for tonight’s festivities… (finally, some images more wrinkly than my visage)
The four tops:
Dark and sleek?
Short and sassy?
The hoodie will do
(This is ridiculous, I really should buy shares in this company ...)I’ll be off with my water, my Gatorade, some snacks and perhaps some splints and Bengay?!!!
Wish me luck. It’s all worth it of course, as after all
Bodyjam > Kegels
(I’ll let you do the math)
