A friend of mine posted this fun video on her Facebook page…
Fully aware of the very likely end result of my even attempting such maneuvers, this was my two cents on the subject:
If I tried that I would be on my behind in no time flat. It would be more like:
🎵Stop! Wait a minute! Gettin’ off the floor ’cause my butt hit it*. 🎶
*The line between the musical notes sung in tune to a line from the song that is playing.
So go right ahead and insert all the puns on the extent of my current forms of strenuous of exercise such as run my mouth, jump to conclusions, jog my memory et cetera right here…
Because yes, while I admire Carson Dean’s impressive free style dance moves on the treadmill as a form of exercise, I am quite cognizant of where my physical capabilities lay, and that is down, as is lay down, not dancing on a treadmill – unless it’s turned off. And even then, with my two left feet, with nine toes on one of them, I am proof positive that not all black people can dance, not that it stops me, but trust me, you don’t really want to see that.
Let’s see how others are getting their Uptown Funk on this 18th day of the challenge: