Here’s a short but “to the point” conversation between me and Cowboy –
Four days ago-
I’m in our bedroom attempting to do my third burpee and I’m groaning as if I’m giving birth right there on the bedroom floor.
What’s a burpee you ask? Three words… IT’S THE DEVIL (in a tutu).
Cowboy walks in as I’m mid burpee. My arms are going one direction and my legs another. I can assure you that it’s not a pretty sight.
COWBOY: What in the world are you doing?
ME: I have three days to get in bikini shape before I hit the beach in Hawaii.
COWBOY: Huh!! I think you calculated wrong.
Now, what do you think he meant by that?
’til next Sunday y’all-ππΈ, π£πͺπΆπΆπ β₯
