#exercise record

[100yearoldcomics]

August 2, 1922 Gasoline Alley by Frank King: "Who Spilled the Beans?"

[ID: Walt lies on the floor, doing leg lift exercises to a workout record playing in the cabinet behind him. Skeezix lies beside him, mimicking his movements. /end] Record: ♫♫ One, two. Up, down. ♫♫

[ID: Walt and Avery's wife Emily stand on the front lawn chatting. Emily carries Skeezix in her arms. /end] Walt: Emily, would you just as soon mind Skeezix while I run over to the tire shop? Emily: I certainly would. I've got some new dance records. I'll play them for him. He loves music!

[ID: Emily watches, confused, as she puts a record on and Skeezix lies flat on his back and starts doing leg lifts. /end] Emily: ?

[ID: Emily confronts a shocked and embarrassed Walt, Skeezix walking away between them. /end] Emily: 'Fess up, Walt! You're trying to reduce to music! Walt: ?

[100yearoldcomics]

May 22, 1922 Our Boarding House by Gene Ahern

Turns out workout records existed at least 40 years before Jane Fonda. Huh!

Caption: Buster buys a "reducing record." [ID: Buster lies panting on the floor, doing leg lifts until he's out of breath. Mack sits in an armchair and Clyde stands over him, both making fun of him. /end] Reducing Record: ♫ Ta-ta, one-two-one-two-lift higher! HIGHER! HIGHER! One-two... ♫ Buster: Oof💨 Gosh. That record is cuckoo. I can't lift my trotters any higher unless I stand on my head. Clyde: No wonder. You'll have to detour 'em around that bay window of yours. If I had legs like you Bus, I'd set 'em under a pool table. Maybe y'have to use a thin needle on those fat records! Mack: Put some snap in it. I knew a thick guy who got a set of those reducing squawks, an' in a month, he was so thin, he had to stuff cotton in his vest pockets!