My girls and I went sledding yesterday and after the sky had pissed ice on us for 24 hours straight the sledding was more like flying down the hill like Clark Griswold until losing control and slamming violently against a wall of ice which of course we did repeatedly because my five year old thought it was the best experience of her life...
The bruises going down the side of my left leg and ass and my right knee from being the human buffer in between my kids bodies and the ice wall are reminding me why my husband is the fun parent.
BUT despite my self-induced suffering and the fact that I feel 97 years old I lifted weights, got almost 10k steps, and counted my calories instead of binging a kdrama while eating cereal out of a mixing bowl which is how the me of 7 months ago would have handled today...😁