OK. So I put my Bob Marley CD on, get it started, and get my body ready for my full body workout.
I'm doing great on my wall pushups (after finishing the wall squats with ball) and DH comes in.
Some of you know DH has Alzheimer's, so my days and nights are certainly full. But he wants to talk, so I stop my workout and listen to him. He's not making much sense this morning, but still I listen.
Then he leaves the room, and I return to my workout. I'm doing the hamstring thing with the ball, and he comes in and wants to set up my 5 disc CD player in my quilt room. OK.
there are things there that will need to be moved. So I go to work, clear off the top counter and then climb under the desk top to remove boxes and slide them out. Then I have to pick those up and move them across the room so they won't get in his way. I am lifting weights, in my mind.
Get things set up for him, boxes out of the way and all, and return to Bob Marley singing "Don't give up the Fight". Ok. I do the torso twist thing and follow it up with the calf chair raises.
He comes in and says Benny needs walking. OK. I put on my shoes and walk Benny.
Coming back into the room, Bob Marley is still singing away, and he wants me to "Steer It UP". Hmmmmmmmm
I put on the video for beginners that has a 12 minute workout. I get in to the standing up from the chair, keeping my arms level with the floor, and push my belly out, then sit back down again. Oh Oh. She's speeding it up. I can DO this, I THINK!! I persevere, and eventually (about 10 lifetimes from now) we stop.
I lay on the floor with my big ball, try to do the lifting the thing up and down while on my back. That ball just goes all over the room, avoiding my foot grips. I keep getting up; and capturing the ball. It keeps popping loose, and I keep tracking it down. I think perhaps this is exercise, too. But nowhere on the site do I find "tracking down errant ball".
So I get rolled over, and grab that stupid naughty ball between my feet, and start doing lifts with it. This is much easier, or perhaps it is just that the ball is getting tired and going along with what I want it to do.
I get my workout done, albeit Herky Jerky. But I didn't give up.
Now Marley is joyfully singing "let's get together and be all right".
OK. Now I am going to do "be all right".