@strengthandbloomfit: How to adapt a star jump to make it work for you! We are all different so let’s embrace the difference. Here are 4 ways to do a star jump 1. Regular star jump 2. Star steps - no jumping 3. Star Jacks - arms go halfway 4. Half Star Step - Legs only, no arm movements All my workouts feature adaptions because it’s important to embrace the difference ❤️ #exerciseadaptations #changeyourworkout #strengthandbloomfit #menopausefitness #menopausefit #womenshealth

Kirsty: Strength & Bloom Fit
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Anna M :
Happy Monday Kirsty 🥰🥰
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Thank god the adaptations, really need them on certain days 👍
2022-12-05 16:52:16
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