Erosion, by any other name, is still erosion. Just like gravity is always gravity. As we age, the thorns of erosion and crowning gravity work on our bodies and minds to bring us closer to the ground. Getting in touch with earth. Our ancestors. Our destiny.
No matter how you slice it, we all have a dare and a date with the dame called Destiny.
So let’s go down kicking, ok? Is your quality of life worth 30 minutes? Because time is a cruel mistress, let’s make that 30 per day.
2% of your day.
I have survived October and November, as we fall into winter. It gets colder and darker. Getting out of bed in the morning is a major challenge. The bed is warm. A place of dreams and nightmares. Sexy time if you are lucky. And patient. So getting up in the dark to do exercises seems daft.
But hey, white courtesy phone for Mr. Gravity. Mr. N. R. Gravity, or NRG, as he is called. Use him or lose him. N stands for Never. R stands for Rest. Never Rest Gravity. Why such a long face? Gravity. As old as Time. Mr. Gravity has a special friend. They get together for sexy time. Her name is E.Rosion. E stands for Eva, as in Zsa Zsa’s sister. Miss Gabor, are you ready dahlink for your close-up?
Green Acres. Sounds like a retirement home, doesn’t it? If you are looking for it, it’s just dawn the raid a piece from Petticoat Junction. South of Mr. Drucker’s General Store. Right by Floyd the Barber. They don’t have Amazon, but Eva is an Amazonian by way of Austria. And they don’t need Amazon, because they have Mr. Haney, who is always dropping by the something to sell.
It was another time. But we are living in another another time now. And Gravity and Erosion are not your friend. So take 30 minutes and do the workout. It’s easy. I have to do it.
Otherwise I am sleeping into darkness, in so many ways.
As they say in the video,
“ you have to get to the end.”