And speaking of dying on the battlefield… in my movie I would stand up, get shot in the chest, whirl around like a dancer and then fall! Libra, right? Make it pretty!
And I exercise like that too. When I assert myself in the gym I always try to make it pleasant. For example, I would never grunt! Not that I think people who do grunt should be.
But you know… when I hear someone grunt in the gym, or more commonly, drop a heavy weight upstairs, I immediately begin to exercise every prettier to compensate!!!
Because of that Libra, see? Like a total co-dependent, I have no choice but to move to balance!
The Free weights upstairs? Testosterone section.
Elsa on the cross trainer? The estrogen section!
The result? Equilibrium.
Do you exercise? How?