Loki: You may be wondering where all the new blogs are. Or maybe you have gotten on with your life and this silly "sister banter" is no longer entertaining. I would like to inform you all that poor Stella is insane. She has been teetering on the edge for quite some time but she has now fallen over. Let's all take a minute to remember the old Stella... you know the one who would bake whatever her hearts desire... one who could not pass up a sweet. The one who would gladly hang out when all it involved was watching silly TV and chatting about whatever and whoever. Those days are long gone. I am afraid she has overtaken Nana Bess as well. What am I talking about you ask? Bob, Jillian, Pilates, Dance, Treadmill or Hill....every single day. She is obsessed. The entirety of her day and Bess' has to do with working out... and working out. I think we should stage an intervention. Sure it is healthy and good to work out... and every day isn't even the problem, its the amount of working out that they are doing. I go over about once a week.. Anyway I am put to work the minute I walk in the door. First...we run up the hill. Its what 2 miles? It is a good little jog...then we must do a Biggest Loser DVD workout... which is rotated every day between Bob the sadist and Jillian the soother. This usually is a 45 minuted workout...followed by a pilates workout. They have done this particular pilates DVD so many times in fact that they do not even turn it on anymore. Stella leads the way... as the moves and the instructions have been memorized. Here I am trying to keep up... with Stella yelling in my ear that I am not doing a particular move "CORRECT" .."You are doing it wrong... do this, no like this," she says. Ugh. Now you know why I only venture out there once a week. You should also know that I just had a 20 minute phone conversation with Nana Bess which mainly consisted of her telling me about her work out schedule for the day. Yes well thanks for calling and waking me up from my nap to relay about how you hope it is warm enough to run up the hill today rather than walk on the treadmill...and how today is a Jillian day so it is much easier than a Bob day. (Which yes Jillian is easier than Bob--but must I have to know which day it is before I decide to come visit?)
Stella: Oh if you weren't so busy stuffing yourself with hamburgers then you would probably enjoy participating! Loki is completely jealous of our workout routines. She only wishes she had a personal trainer living with her. I do not think we are going overboard; she only wants to do a minimal amount of work and be done with it. You should see her attempt pilates! It is a RIOT! I can't get through it without falling over with laughter at her attempts at doing a V sit, a T stand, cobra stretch and even the 100! (Bahaha. Exercising jokes!) Plus, we have all known from the beginning that with me the pendulum swings one way or the other. I can't help it if it has swung to the wrong side for Loki. And the lack of blogs is due to the lack of ideas, not the lack of energy or time I have! I have plenty of energy!! Come on over & we can box (as you forgot to mention that I like to do a lot of punching/boxing routines as well.) P.S. Bob is really sadistic, but I am a huge fan of his.
Loki: Yes, yes, I ate a hamburger... Call the dietitian now; I may have a stroke. I work out hard too... but it does not have to be 5 hours to be effective.. That's all I am saying. Yes, I am extremely jealous that I do not have a work-out buddy. It also irritates me that I live so far away because if I did not...then I am sure I would come over and participate every day. I had to tell you about my cheeseburger intake so that I would stop. I felt a binge coming on. I hate food. Well, I really love food. I'm going to go watch the "I used to be fat" show now and get motivated.
Stella: It was not just A hamburger. It was SEVERAL hamburgers!!!! Notice the plural 's' used. Today little Bess was gone at work so I had to recruit the Computer Man to come join. It was a miracle that he left his chair and got up from the computer.. It was another miracle that he survived the 45 minutes of our intense boot camp. I am pretty sure at one point he did stop moving altogether.. Another time he said he felt light-headed... and then he thought he might vomit. Maybe I am a little sadistic too because I just laughed and laughed and if I were someones REAL trainer I would have probably yelled at them. (But I can't really yell at my out-of-shape dad. I can, however, correct my mother & sister's poor form when they are not doing the exercises right. It's all about mind/muscle connection!) Anyway, working out is really the only way to stay warm in our house today. It is freezing in here! I am typing in gloves if that says anything!