The Fitness Journey
I started a new fitness program. Day one went great: I drove to the gym, looked at it from the parking lot, and drove home.
Day two: I did not even drive there. That is what I call progress — I cut the commute time in half.
I started a new fitness program. Day one went great: I drove to the gym, looked at it from the parking lot, and drove home.
Day two: I did not even drive there. That is what I call progress — I cut the commute time in half.
I found a guy kayaking in my attic when I got home from work today...
Why did the spaghetti refuse to go to the party?
I spent three hours today carefully crafting the perfect caption, choosing the ideal filter, and finding just the right hashtags to post a photo of my lunch.
I asked my doctor why my knees pop, my back cracks, and my shoulders click every time I move. He said my body is just trying to communicate with me. I asked what it's saying.
Most of being a parent means saying "Great!!" when your kid insists you watch him perform an unidentifiable skill.
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