Then you should join me for lunch today. I just boiled some noodles for about 45 minutes before I remembered they were on the stove. They are now drinkable and have lost all nutritional value. I’d be happy to share.
On Wednesday Laylee and I were doing step aerobics, I on my stepper and Laylee on the bathroom stool. Laylee was hardcore, arms pumping, bouncing, huffing and puffing. I was rendered temporarily blind by the sweat glistening down my face and into my eyes.
As the blindness set in, Perky Aerobics Lady worked us up to a frenzy of complicated, lung-crushing moves and told us that we were doing great. I’m surprised she had time to notice little ol’ us when she was currently leading women in thousands of homes across the country but maybe she’s magic… like Santa Claus. We were doing very well. No coal’s gonna be shoved in MY orthopedic insoles.
A moment later, PA Lady beamed, “If you want to make it harder…..” and Laylee yelled, “Ugh! I don’t want to make it HARDER!”
“Me neither Laylee. Why would anyone want to make it harder?”
Later we had a talk about how sometimes hard things can be fun, discussion led by me. (I had finished working out and, having regained my sight and my breath, was feeling like a fitness goddess by this time.)
I believe it’s true that some of the hardest things in life are the most rewarding but I also think sometimes we make things harder then they need to be.
