Exercising with cats

Yesterday I got out my exercise DVD to do half an hour's exercise.  Xander, who up until that point had been perfectly happy elsewhere in the house, decided that this was an ideal opportunity to get love and attention.

When I lay on my back to do leg exercises, he walked on my tummy.  When I lay on my front to stretch out my muscles, he walked on my back.  When I did press-ups he walked under me and breathed in my face.  When I sat up and did arm stretches, he assumed I was stretching out my hand to stroke him and stood on his hind legs to reach it.  When I skipped and jumped, he tried to rub around my ankles.

When I finished exercising he lost interest and disappeared.