...when you have an 8-year-old girl at your disposal? Seriously, why would I hire a personal trainer when I could just let Layla kick my butt for an hour of Extreme Hopscotch?
This custom hopscotch course was the only I've seen that pretty much required a map of my property. 40 squares, none of them connected, and she was able to incorporate 4 concrete steps and both wheelchair ramps.
I'm pretty sure I lost 25 pounds today. And I'm gonna be sore. And she called me a wimp for quitting before she was done. Anytime I need a workout, I'm gonna just ask if she's available to come over and play.
I can't wait to have a daughter. Life is good.
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