Nor jump-roping, neither.
There is not a single thing about this .gif that I don’t love. I feel like I could sit here and watch this man jump for hours.
Of course, that could also have to do with sheer exhaustion…?
After the really rough patch of the last couple months, I feel as though I have reached a few critical insights and, in the process, shed about FIVE THOUSAND POUNDS of accumulated shame and terror. Five thousand pounds is the average weight of an adult white rhino.
I have just lost a rhinoceros of shame.
Which marks this down as a pretty darn good—albeit tired—kinda Monday.
What about you, my friends?
Tell me something in your world that’s good!
Or, tell me about the rhino still riding your back.
(Let me help you carry that weight.)
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