The first time I took a jump rope outside I was absolute garbage. Tripping on the rope. Thwacking myself in the back of the head with it. I marveled that so many small children can master this with ease.
I miss the gym. I’m one of those nerdy kids who discovered fitness late, and then became addicted. I started running, and I got so into it that I eventually ran a marathon. I love weight lifting so much that I once did a bikini competition. I’ve worked at two different (very different) gyms. I’ve... Continue Reading →