Believe it or not, this 44-year-old, slightly overweight, and most definitely out-of-shape, mother-of-six turned five cartwheels tonight. I am not lying and have witnesses. Not just the kids either. Imagine my face when the neighbor's from down the street, who happen to be driving up the street, witnessed such a phenomena. They stopped (with mouths agape) to say they were impressed. I died of embarrassment. Really. I was just trying to explain how a cartwheel was done and could not seem to articulate it and instead showed by doing.
I'll be very sore tomorrow.