Once a week I get together with some friends and we do interval training. This week we found an outdoor gym (usually occupied by very buff looking men) and we decided to make use of it. Sadly we had no idea what half of the equipment was for so spent most of the time jumping over things that were probably supposed to be crawled under, giggling, and out of breath. It was brilliant! Just having fun was the most amazing way to let the stresses of the day go. We became one with nature, or as nature as a metal gym can be. We relaxed and exercised and went back far happier than when we left.
If pictures could actually say a thousand words I think my friend’s expression at my acrobatics could tell a story.