06/16/2023
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Let's talk about shattering norms. My gym routine is like clockwork - solitude, sweat, and serenity. A ritual designed to reclaim myself amidst the beautiful whirlwind that is motherhood.
But yesterday, a curveball. My son, eyeballing my pickleball paddle with curiosity, asked to tag along. I'd planned a day of heavy lifting and quiet contemplation, but I found myself pressing 'pause' on my routine and saying, "Let's do it πβ slightly worried Iβd regret it.
Here's the kicker: Swapping weights for a game of pickleball with my little man didn't derail my day. In fact, it gifted me an extraordinary bonding moment and a fresh perspective.
Turns out, sometimes it's not about craving a break from the kids, but about needing quality, undistracted time with them. It's less about "me vs. them" and more about us finding common ground.
So here's a shout out to those unplanned, unconventional workout sessions that remind us why we're doing all this in the first place. Because at the end of the day, it's not just about the gains, it's about the game. πͺπ₯π«Ά
Have I converted anyone else to pickle ball yet??! π€£π€£π