THE EXERCISE LADIES
SUPER MODEL

Synopsis:  Two friends get together several times a week to workout at a local spa.  During the course of their time spent on exercise bikes, they discuss their lives and share their problems and goals.  This episode deals with a discussion on how many miles they have peddled together and how much weight each has lost.  An amusing account follows when Linda decides her goal is to lose ten more pounds or become a Super Model - which ever comes first!

NUMBER OF CHARACTERS: 2
LINDA AND ANN

SCRIPTURE REFERENCE:  PROVERBS 11:1
REALISTIC GOALS

CAST OF CHARACTERS
CHARACTER: LINDA - WEARING EXERCISE CLOTHES RIDING AN EXERCISE BIKE.

CHARACTER: ANN - WEARING EXERCISE CLOTHES RIDING AN EXERCISE BIKE.

SCRIPT

(Linda peddles slowly and yawns.)

(Ann enters and hops on exercise bike and peddles with enthusiasm.)

Ann - Hi, Linda.  We've got to stop meeting like this!

Linda - How many miles do you think we've peddled together?

Ann - Not enough...we're both still on the chubby side.

Linda - I'll have you know that I am not chubby!   I am pleasingly plump.

Ann - (laughs) At least we're making progress.

Linda - True.  I've lost 20 pounds so far and it's only taken me a year and a half.

Ann - What's your goal?

Linda - To become as thin as a Super Model, or lose 10 more pounds...which ever comes first.

Ann - (laughs) A Super Model, huh?

Linda - (melodramatically) Definitely, Darrrrrling.

Ann - I can see it all now....(melodramatically) There you are, standing in the wings, getting ready to slink down the runway in a bright red dress with sequins all over it - shoes to match of course.

Linda - (melodramatically) Of course, Darrrrrling.

Ann - (melodramatically) The lights come up, you walk onto the stage, a spotlight hits you right on your size 5 designer gown.

Linda - (melodramatically) Oh, pleeeeease.  No Super Model would be caught dead in a size 5 gown...make that a size 3!

Ann - (melodramatically) Of course, Darrrling.  You begin your walk down the runway...cameras are flashing, sequins are glittering...You are the STAR of the show!

Linda - (melodramatically) I can see it too! (holds up hands to form a picture frame)  The crowd begins to applaud and finally there is a standing ovation.

Ann - (melodramatically) You bow slightly and motion for the peasants to take their seats.

Linda - (blows kisses to the crowd)

Ann - (melodramatically) But wait, you take a few steps and suddenly stop.  You place your hand to your forehead.

Linda - (normal voice) Why do I have my hand on my forehead.

Ann - (normal voice) Because you suddenly feel faint.

Linda - (normal voice) Why do I feel faint?  Don't tell me I'm pregnant again.  Six kids is enough for anyone!

Ann - (normal voice) No....of course you're not pregnant.

Linda - (normal voice) Good.  If I'm going to  be a Star, I certainly don't want to be modeling maternity clothes.

Ann - (normal voice) Not to worry...you're not modeling maternity clothes.

Linda - (normal voice) Then why do I feel faint?

Ann - (melodramatically) Because all you've had to eat in the last three days is a cracker and four jelly beans.

Linda - (melodramatically) Oh...I can almost hear my stomach growl.

Ann - (melodramatically) The show must go on!  You valiantly try to make it down the runway, but alas, it is not to be...

Linda - (normal voice) Why?

Ann - (melodramatically) Because hunger finally catches up to you. You keel over, fall off the stage, break you leg and end up in a cast for six months.

Linda - (melodramatically) Oh, no. How tragic.  My modeling days are over.

Ann - (melodramatically) At first you are devastated.  But then you realize that you must go on with your life.

Linda - (melodramatically) Yes, but what should I do?  All I have ever know is hunger and beautiful clothes that don't actually fit normal people.

Ann - (melodramatically) You wander aimlessly for days, looking for a job...any job.

Linda - (melodramatically) Just when I have reached my wits end...inspiration hits.  I see a sign in a window saying, Help Wanted!

Ann - (melodramatically) You rush inside the building as fast as your crutches can carry you and they hire you on the spot!

Linda - (normal voice) What kind of job did I get?

Ann - (melodramatically) You got a job in a soup kitchen, helping to feed hungry people.

Linda - (melodramatically) Oh, aren't I noble?

Ann - (melodramatically) No, you are not noble.  In fact, they fire you the first day for stealing the soup.

Linda - (normal voice) Why would I do that?

Ann - (melodramatically) Because you are haunted by your days of hunger when you were a Super Model.

(Linda and Ann look at each other and laugh.)

Linda - (normal voice) We should write this stuff down.

Ann - (normal voice) Yeah, we could make a fortune writing soap operas.

(Linda and Ann peddle silently for a moment.)

Ann - (normal voice) You know, Linda...chubby isn't so bad after all.

Linda - (melodramatically) Excuse me, Darrrling.  Don't you mean pleasingly plump?

(fade to black)

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