Today’s workout is a Triple-A treat. A triple treat of As.
15 minutes of arms, abs and arse (or as the Americans say, ass, the Germans say, hintern, the French say, derriere, and the British say, bottom).
Squats, lunges, push-ups, plank …
Feel the need to write a poem but can’t think of a line to go next …
Ok, here goes …
Squats, lunges, push-ups, plank
While they’re being done, your mind goes blank
All you want to do is improve your rank
When they’re all finished, your body says thank … you.
If I had a job, I wouldn’t quit it, don’t worry!
Wishing you a wonderful day.
Feet up, head down, flat on my back
(Not exercising, but hitting the sack)
Walk to the fridge and back again,
Angela gives me nought out of ten.
Nought out of ten for the poem too!
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Ahahaha, I love it! Ten out of ten for your poem, Freda! Every time I trod the short path from the couch to the fridge, I’ll be chanting these words.
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