So I’ve been working out with a trainer for about six months now. I can do maybe seven real push-ups and all sorts of weight lifting tricks that were not possible. And every time we reach a new milestone, my trainer gets psyched and asks with a big smile, “how do you feel!” And I’m always like “a senior citizen!”
But I tell you what, I think I’m graduating to athletic senior citizen. Like maybe now, I have Chita Rivera’s body at age 85 — whenever I see her tight, black dancer’s clothes, you can see great gams and a pouchy stomach and other mystery sagging — and that’s my body! I got it going on! OH YEAH!