Karen's Field Day by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2016-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

Aerobics Is Not for Wimps

The next morning the other Musketeers came over to the big house. We went into the family room.

I was wearing a leotard, tights, leg warmers, and a headband. My hair was in a ponytail. I had draped a small towel around my neck. Hannie and Nancy were in their workout clothes too.

“Ready to sweat?” I asked. “Ready to get in shape? Ready to beat Pamela Harding?”

“Ready!” said Hannie.

“Go for it!” said Nancy.

I held up the aerobics tape I had borrowed from Mommy the night before. It was called Earn the Burn! On the cover was a picture of a nice-looking blonde woman with a ponytail. She was wearing workout clothes. I thought she looked sort of like me, without the glasses.

I popped the tape into the VCR. Hannie, Nancy, and I took our positions and got ready.

Jazzy music started up, and the blonde woman appeared. She started touching her toes and saying, “Come on! You can do it! Earn the burn!”

Quickly Hannie, Nancy, and I started touching our toes too.

Then the woman started swinging her arms from side to side. She said, “Here we go! Here we go! Earn the burn!”

We swung our arms from side to side.

Then she did waist bends. (“Earn the burn!”)

We did waist bends.

I was beginning to feel a little tired and sweaty. I could hear Hannie and Nancy panting next to me. This was a great workout. We were definitely earning the burn.

The music slowed and faded out. I thought that was the end of the tape. I started to walk toward the VCR.

Then the woman said something really surprising: “That completes our five-minute warm-up. Now we will begin the workout.”

“What?” said Nancy. “The exercises have not even begun yet?”

“I guess not,” I said. “Aerobics is not for wimps, you know.”

The music started up again, only faster and louder this time.

I jumped back to my spot.

The woman started jogging in place.

We jogged in place.

She kicked her legs in the air, as if she were part of a chorus line.

We kicked our legs in the air. (Not as high as the woman did. Nancy’s feet were hardly leaving the ground.)

The woman did deep knee bends.

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