Some nights my wife comes home from work with boundless energy and suggests that we play a little tennis. Sometimes we play, and sometimes I just groan at her like an old dog.
For those nights, she picked up a few exercise DVDs to fit in a little evening exercise. Last night she unwrapped a new one and asked me if I wanted to exercise with her. I looked at the cover and said, "I don't need to shape my buns and thighs." She quickly replied, "But there is a segment on burning excess belly fat!"
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