At any rate, my dad was a short dude, at 5'6". And I'm 5'1". But that jump rope must have been from when he was ten. I could not get the thing to clear my head and my feet. It's not often I get to be too tall for something.
BREAKING FACT: My mom just informed me my dad got the jump rope when he was training for a marathon, which means he was in his mid-thirties. He had definitely stopped growing by then.
Eventually I did make it through my ten minutes.
And I would have used ping pong balls for the rest of the face, but I got all cocky yesterday morning about how much time I had to get ready before a car arrived to take me to the airport. Suffice it to say, I will be shadow boxing my way through this week's workout. . . .
Maybe you could use this technique to jump with your dad's rope ;)
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I'm also a fan of packing as little as possible. If you decide to write your tips one day tell em please.
And: your shoulders are looking fabulous!
Haha, wow, how awesome would my thighs be if I jumped in a squat for 10 minutes!!
ReplyDeleteThanks! That photo is actually from a trip to Hawaii in 2008.
Yay! I thought that pic was taken in HI..."keiki" means child in Hawaiian...love it. And why didn't you tell me you were in Hawai'i? We could have gone surfin'.
ReplyDeleteI think it's beautiful that you discovered your dad's old rope (and his training program).
Thanks for all the work you did on the potluck! It was amazing and we missed you.
Where's the JumpSnap® when you need it? Cute photo.
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