So today was gorgeous. I sat there inside the house, looking out the window, and told Reed "its amazing outside" and then with he perks up and says "Lets do something outside!"
I choose the trampoline. I did not feel like throwing balls, or kicking balls, or hitting balls, or trying to catch balls. But jumping? I can do that.
Until Reed challenged me to bounce off my stomach. {1} I guess after watching me show him how to bounce off your back, he was a little excited to realize I thoroughly suck at something.
I have this fear, of heading straight down to... well... anything. I can not dive. I can not roll over a bar, and definitely can not go head first into a tramp... even if its just to bounce off my stomach.
I do appreciate his pep talk however. "Danielle! It is time to face your fears!" or the "Its just a trampoline! Keep your head up!" and my favorite "That was a good try Danielle! Now you just have to fix your legs from going... everywhere"
I mean, I couldn't help but feel as if his uncontrollable laughter was at my expense though. I guess it is funny to watch a grown women scream and kick her legs everywhere as she tries to bounce off her stomach. {2}
And does anybody remember butt wars? "1, 2, 3, 4 I declare a butt war! 5, 6, 7, 8 this is how we demonstrate!"
Yeah.
Those are not easy.
I think I have a new work out routine, its called: beat Christy in a Butt War.
So I can be Butt War Champion!!!
I know... mature right?
{1} which by the way, he can do. Perfectly.
{2} truly, it was as ridiculous as it sounds.
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