I'm out of breath.I'm sweating.
I'm tired.
No, I'm not at the gym. I'm trying to keep up with my daughters who are getting really comfortable on their bikes.
I need to either buy myself a bike, rollerblades, or one of those scooters to keep up with them.
Or....I could take their training wheels off.
Now that would be scary.
1 comments:
Sweet! I'm taking the girls out biking next time I'm in town (maybe their slacker mom too).
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