Friday night Richard Simmons is going to be giving a motivational speech at the Mount Airy Lodge and Casino in the Poconos. Saturday he'll be back to do a Sweating with the Oldies class.
I want to go to the lecture. I have no idea why. I've been thinking about it since I saw the listing in the paper. The man is wild, wacky, inspirational, and weepy ... he can get people from 100 to 1,000 pound moving their butts and eating better. Maybe that's his appeal.
I don't especially want to do the workout. Aerobics has never been my thing. I am so not coordinated. But I bet my last dollar that every woman (and man too) in the room will be big. Some even bigger than me.
I'm sure he'll be selling his newest program or book or what not...that's why one goes out on tour.
I've been on his website three times in the past two days. And I just joined his Facebook group. This is not a good sign. More than likely, I will go.
The shoe store where I bought my German walking shoes, Finn Casuals, is having a promotion. Come in, get weighed, and for each pound you lose in a three month period, you get a $5 store credit. Twenty pounds would make another pair of Finn Casuals possible. Thinking about it. A lot.
Right now, I have to walk. Today I'm climbing Montclair Street from Broadway to 9th Street. The block between Summit and 8th takes my breath away every time. Today. I'm aiming to stop just once.
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update: I made it to 8th Street before I had to stop. It was wonderful. I wonder if I would have pushed myself if I could have made it to 9th without stopping. Maybe next time.
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update 2: I bought tickets. Beth and I are going Friday night. My first trip to a Pennsylvania casino. Hope our Sands starts offering stuff like this. I could walk!
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