Bridger and I are doing P90X (whether he likes it or not!) Today we did plyometrics which is the hardest one so far, but today Bridger barely escaped with his life! Since I didn't have my camera, let me try and paint you a picture.....
Bridger pops in the dvd and changes into some comfortable shorts, I am sliding on my running shoes, pulling my hair into a ponytail and starting to do some ballistic stretching (aka shakers/huggers). Bridger has just put on a new pair of board shorts and we both agree that may not be the best idea....
he has been struggling to NOT rip his clothes, I don't know what the deal is but in the last week he has ripped 1 pair of shorts, 1 pair of pajama bottoms, 1 pair of jeans.
Bridge goes and changes into some nice STRETCHY basketball shorts and I push play~
whoo hoooo lets go!!!
We're running in place, warming up, getting ready to kick some plyo butt. I look over to give Bridge and encouraging "lets do it!, Your the best son in the world look... when my eyes narrow and he slowly starts backing away....
Cookie crumbs falling from his mouth, he goes "whaaattt?
ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? YOUR EATING A COOKIE WHILE WE ARE EXERCISING???? AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT IS THE POINT OF EXERCISING IF YOUR EATING COOKIES AT THE SAME TIME???
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