Exercise

I've been going to the YMCA for exercise lately. One of the guys at the club who walks around the track with me urged me to go to this step class with him. He said it might make him feel better. Ha! I had no idea what I was in for. I don't believe in jogging like that! When I die, I want it to be from an illness! About half way through the class I got confused. The teacher said, "step, cross over, and go back home." But I "stepped and exited home." This put me flat on my back with my legs up in an L. I woke up this morning with a real desire to exercise. So I stayed in bed until the desire went away.