My kids think that EVERY workout video I do is Pilates.
“Mommy, are you done wiff yo’ peelates yet?” They’ll ask.
“No,” I’ll huff, “Almost.”
“I want froggy in da ho’e…”
It’s a morning ritual I can depend on -like morning breath.
This morning was a little different. The Froggy in the Hole requests starting rolling in before I had even started with Jillian Nazi Michaels.
I couldn’t seem to find my hand weights this morning, and I finally gave up looking and just did the workout without the weights.
My husband suggested I use the kids instead.
I didn’t exactly, but to fend off constant breakfast requests, I suggested they join in. Have you ever watched two preschool aged kids do butt kicks, jumping jacks, and sumo squat/hops?
It. Is. ADORABLE.
They even solved my hand weight problem.
Wellll, sticks ARE pretty heavy, right?
I had to laugh when I heard my daughter complain, “My legs can’t TAKE THIS anymore.”
We bonded over a mutual loathing over intense morning workouts. Idn’it sweeet?
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