You want me to put my right foot where?

For Christmas E got the game of Twister. In pink. She's been dying to try it out.

After a couple months of good, solid stretching, N and I decided to try our skills. Apparently neither of us are that limber.

We both suffer from heat exhaustion after putting our left foot on green, right foot on pink and doing some downward facing dog move from yoga to put our right hand on purple. I'm still a little lightheaded from all the downward facing.

D & E decided to start the game in jeans and I in a sweater. Apparently jeans are a bad idea. Not much movement in them. I won the first round. Although I have to say I don't remember much due to the lack of oxygen from having my head pointed toward the floor and waiting for N to SPIN. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SPIN FASTER!

It feels like an eternity when you are losing precious oxygen to wait to hear the next place you have to put your left foot.

Fortunately we got the hang of it. Squatting is essential in the game. Even Zoe got in on the action. Although she's still working on learning her colors and her left from her right. She was more of an obstacle than a player. Fortunately she didn't get squished.

She did make up her own moves. Apparently the newest thing in Twister is to put your forehead on a color now.

The good news is you can also put your knees on the ground and pass out.