Once upon a time I had toned bands of steel. But this morning as I was getting dressed I noticed them waving at me. I immediately began to weigh my options.
I could lose weight. Hahahahahahahaha just kidding.
I could get liposuction. Ummmm...and die a horrible death and let someone else coach CoCo's volleyball team next year? no.
I could start a rigorous exercise routine that focuses on this problem spot. Oh wait, after 35 that particular area doesn't respond to exercise.
I could have ice cream with lunch every day and get the rest of my body to match my arms....I think we have a winner.
Don't forget "become a lunchlady."
It's my destiny. I, too, have lunchlady arms.
Posted by: Llama Momma | February 16, 2009 at 07:57 AM
This is verrry funny. You are quite the wit, but, (drum roll) YOU'RE WRONG! I am actually surprised how quickly I can see a difference in my upper arms when we are faithfully going to the gym!
So, put down that carton of ice cream and lift those weights!
Love, Mom
Posted by: Sandra | February 16, 2009 at 09:43 AM
wooooo! I'm wit you. Clear winner there!!
Posted by: Annie | February 16, 2009 at 03:24 PM
Please say it isn't so about arms not responding to exercise after the age of 35! A) Depressing
B) Too many wasted hours to think about
C) I could have just been eating ice cream????
So not right!
Posted by: Jenn | February 16, 2009 at 03:48 PM
Damn. I have the same problem, however it has also migrated to my stomach, butt, and legs.
Posted by: Lyndsay | February 16, 2009 at 07:34 PM
Here is my thought on this area. This particular phenomenon when you pass from this Earth does a 180 degree and becomes your angel wings. So don't fret....the more you have the loftier you will be :)
Posted by: SleeplessInOL | February 17, 2009 at 07:55 PM