A friend's reposite to the above:
My grandpa started walking
five miles a day when he was 60.
Now he's 97 years old
and we don't know where he is.
I like long walks...
especially when they are taken
by people who annoy me.
The only reason I would take up walking
is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
I have to walk early in the morning...
before my brain figures out what I'm doing.
I joined a health club last year,
spent about 400 bucks.
Haven't lost a pound.
Apparently you have to go there.
Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise,'
I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
I do have flabby thighs
but, fortunately, my stomach covers them.
The advantage of exercising every day
is so, when you die, they'll say,
'Well, she/he looks good, huh?'
If you are going to try cross-country skiing,
start with a small country.
I know I got a lot of exercise
the last few years,......
just getting over the hill.
We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot more information in our heads.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
You could run this over to your friends...
but just e-mail it to them instead!
Life is just a chance to grow a soul.