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I started my new year's resolution...

a couple weeks late, but you know, the point is I started right? Workin' out baby! Yeah! My all time favorite work out has always been Tae-bo. I have been doing it since freshman year of college with my roommate Becca. We'd plop that good old recorded copy from my mom's friend at work tape in to our 19" TV and work out in our small dorm room! We loved it. And it has been in and out of my life ever since. But, as you may have guessed, the tape has been through a lot. It has been through about 5 moves (in and out of boxes...you get the picture), been in bad VCR's so I had to carefully pull it out and then wind the tape inside back up ever so carefully, and then with kids...well, let's just say that luckily I had it down so well that even with Finding Nemo somehow getting recorded on to parts of it ("I didn't do it Mom!" yeah, mhmmm). So anyway, I hankered down a couple of months ago and bought one of his new DVD's, yep, I'm talking about the Tae-bo Master, mister Billy, yeah, you the man Billy!

And I started it tonight and I feel great. Now, the problem is that I find the only time to do it is after the kiddos go to bed. So when I was done it was 10:15pm, and now... I'm WIDE AWAKE! So there you have it.

Peace, Megan out!

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Jazzy said…
I used to love Tae-bo! I started going to kelsies Zumba classes! Yikes, I hope my buns will appreciate this later!!!
Anonymous said…
I always loved Tae-Bo too. That Billy, I tell ya. Another personal VHS favorite begin its debut when my family bought our conversion van complete with a TV/VCR...it was a used vehicle and in the VCR there was a workout tape of some old guy, I forget his name. But who WORKS OUT in their CONVERSION VAN? Seriously?! :) ha ha...

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