When the beat started to pick up so did my arm peddling (how silly) and before I knew it I was bobbing and weaving to the beat. It made my arm "workout" more bearable until I realized that I was making a scene and I think the gentleman who was actually trying to burn calories thought I was having a seizure.
To make a long story short this is now a work out staple. The video also appeals to my rampant OCD.
lights.on.lights.off.lights.on.lights.off.
Right angles.
Cheers.
1 comment:
I'm glad you are blogging again.
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