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Friday Funnies ~ Exercise Routine For Seniors







Make sure you smile today! Join Kim at Homesteader's Heart for more fun. Kim is celebrating her 40th birthday. She can shred now, but the day is coming when she will consider the "block."

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  1. LOLOLOL too funny! I love it and I love you :)

    Have a blessed weekend Mary

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  2. You are hilarious!! Love the block!!

    Have a great weekend!!

    Love and Blessings

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  3. Woo Hoo, my kind of exercise, lol

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  4. LOL! Oh there are days my friend that I wish I had one of those blocks! LOL! It sure does look more appealing then the shred some times.
    Thanks for the giggle. That was really funny!
    I'm off to my party soon. Yay!
    Have a glorious day!
    Kim

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  5. I think I can handle this exercise, even in the heat! Thanks for the laugh.

    Love you,
    Debbie

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  6. I haven't been exercising so this is a good tip! Thank you. LOL. Have a great weekend sister Mary. God bless.

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  7. NOW THAT'S MY KIND OF EXERCISE THESE DAYS! LOL my friend. I needed this tonight.

    You are beautiful inside and out. I treasure you close to my heart.

    Love you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  8. I think I'll show up all my walking buds and go around the block 3 times, LOL! What a hoot! Thanks ever so for the laugh!

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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  9. alright I'll tell them but I don't think I'll get a way with it :)

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  10. HA! Laughing out loud at that one!

    I am about to put my tennies on and walk!

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  11. Love this! lol!!....Thanks for the laugh...I needed it!!!

    Luv, Hugs and Sweet Blessings!
    Jackie

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  12. You Friday Funnies are my favorite :)

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  13. Losing 5% to 7% of your total body weight can lower your blood sugar levels and help reverse or prevent complications.

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