I sat at a desk today for the whole afternoon. Barely got up. Read and typed and read and typed…things I love to do…but things I’m better doing with some interruption every 90 minutes, or at a standing desk. So between work and picking up the kids, I squeezed in a 45-minute workout. It meant picking up the kids a bit later and sweatier than usual, but it also meant that this happened. Endorphins are flat out magic.
What would you add to this list?