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Get in Shape Girl

Does anyone else remember this bizarre children's gift that appeared in the 80s?

I've recently been trying to get back on the fitness wagon and for some reason, the commerical theme song will not get out of my head.

"Get in Shape Girl, it's so appealing, Get in Shape Girl, you know the feeling!"

Looking back as an adult, how strange is it that this was a young girl's gift.

"Here's some equipment!"

"Look at all the skinny girls in the posters!"

"With matching headbands!"

"And leggings!"

"AND LEG WARMERS!"

"Surely, you want to look like them!"

"You need to get in shape!"

"You're not good enough the way you are!"

I can just imagine my feminist's mother's face when I told her all I wanted for Christmas was a set of the Get in Shape barbells.

Perhaps that's why I got so many books that year.

To work out my brain instead.

Comments

Bill said…
This is what your post made me think of:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ugK9f-g4jo
Anonymous said…
A.

I'm sure your intuition that year told you "don't even think about it" because I have no recollection of denying you the wonders of a buff body for the benefits of a buff brain. I'm just glad it all worked out in the end. :)
ms

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