After a long weekend of eating EVERYTHING IN SIGHT, I decided perhaps it would behoove me to jump back on the exercise bandwagon. It will, of course, include time on my stability exercise ball. It’s just a big, shiny ball … full of fun and whimsy … no work … just play…
My aunt–having lost 56 pounds–has been a major source of inspiration. We were discussing the ball last weekend. She asked what exercises I did; I pulled out the ball to demonstrate. I ran through push-ups, sit-ups, and ball-passes. As a bonus, I decided to throw in a manuever I vaguely recalled seeing.
Now that I’ve done a bit of research, it seems my efforts were perhaps a cross between a plank-pike-up and a pull-in? I don’t know. But here’s how it went down: with my knees on the floor, toes on the ball, I’d use my ab muscles to roll back onto the ball, in plank position. Of course, in order to do so, I had to OOMPH, puff out my cheeks, and bulge my eyeballs just short of flying out of their sockets.
Obviously, people like me should never ben left alone to their own devices when it comes to exercise.
Although, I may be onto something. It did seem to work my abs. Or maybe it was just the hysterical laughter that ensued following each rep. In which case, my aunt got a good workout too. And that, my friends, only reinforces the notion that I should never, ever–not in a million years–exercise in public.