Sunday stretch

Jake wandered out of the bedroom this morning to find me already on my mat, and instead of heading straight to the coffee maker like usual, he asked if he could join. Not sure what possessed him - maybe it was seeing me work through some shoulder tension from yesterday’s long study session.

Sunday stretch

Twenty minutes later and we’re both discovering that partner stretches require way more coordination than either of us anticipated. Also that Jake is surprisingly inflexible for someone who plays pickup basketball twice a week.

Form check in progress

The plank situation was… ambitious. But he stuck with it longer than I expected, and there’s something really sweet about him wanting to be part of this Sunday morning routine that’s become so important to me. Plus now I have someone to complain to about how much my abs hurt tomorrow.

Might have to make this a regular thing. The apartment’s small but there’s definitely room for two mats.