"I'm not sure that's ethical." "It's not. It's vodka."

I don't know how this happens but I forgot about my jump rope again. I enjoy it and it's awesome and then somehow something happens and I forget about it. I remembered it yesterday and I've jump roped two days in a row and seriously my arms are permanently broken. I love how many calories I burn jumping rope for such a small amount of time and I like anything that makes me feel like I've really worked my muscles so it's a win win. If I can just remember it's there. If I take one day off my routines go to hell. It makes me feel like a goldfish "and the castle is a surprise every time".