Why I Embraced Skipping Like a Dipshit: A Personal Journey to Finding Joy in Movement
As I stood in the park, watching children skip joyfully down the path, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. There’s something wonderfully carefree about skipping, yet it also seems to embody a peculiar blend of innocence and absurdity. I mean, who among us hasn’t felt a little ridiculous while leaping with abandon, arms…