Lately when I look in the mirror I recall the line from that
old LifeCall commercial. Instead of “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up”, I
think the words, “my face has fallen
and it can’t get up”. And don’t get me started on looking in the full length
mirror! Everything seems to be saying
“hello” to my toes! Can the gravitational pull be that strong? Should I have
been paying more attention in my biology class in college to avoid being so
stunned at these seemingly rapid results?
Perhaps I should be belting out the "Defying Gravity" lyrics from Wicked as I slather
on renewal lotion “x”, slap on revitalizing oil “y” while downing Dr. Oz
recommended supplements as I amp up the speed of my treadmill while throwing
around a few weights into the air.
It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
Somehow I think even the Great and Powerful Oz wouldn't have a solution for Ol' Father Time. It’d be nice if all I had to do was click my ruby-red heels (I’m
not talkin’ shoes, I’m talkin’ how my feet look after a half hour in the
gym) three times to get my wish. Sigh. If anyone happens to know the text address
for Glenda, send it my way.
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