We (minus Chuck, who had to work) went sledding with our neighbors today. She had called another friend of hers to meet us at the new park our town spent nearly $100 million on. You would think that for that much money, they would have a nice sledding hill. Wrong. They literally slapped a sign that said "sledding hill" on the back half of a landfill and called it a day. We got out of the car, looked around, and decided to go somewhere else.
My neighbor drove us all to her usual place in a town next door. The hill was half as pretentious and twice as fun.
My 7 months pregnant neighbor and Luke, who fell asleep, decided to retire to the car early while me and the other kids continued to sled for about an hour.
The heavier you are, the faster you slide into the fence and the harder you fall on your ass walking up the stairs. I must have gone down about 60 mph!
I really should do it more often, it was an amazing cardiac workout. I was huffing and wheezing all afternoon. Go fatty, go!
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