A Love Letter To Richard Simmons

Dearest Richard,

You have been a part of my life since my mother ordered your Sweatin’ to the Oldies VHS tapes so that she could work out in the living room without needing to get a baby-sitter to hit the gym.  To a five-year-old me, I was eager to join her.  How could I not?  It looked like so much fun with the colorful outfits, the great music, and the smiles on each of the dancers’ faces.  I knew every word, every song, every routine—still do.  Even now more than two decades later, I still catch myself going through the exercises when I hear songs like “Locomotion,” “Big Girls Don’t Cry,” and “I Get Around” much to the embarrassment of those around me. Continue reading