A Year In Pandemic Peloton Badges
26 days of yoga with a toddler stuck on one leg.
500+ miles riding in the 176 days of March 2020.
30 days without leaving my house in April.
26 days of yoga with a toddler stuck on one leg in May.
16 floor-based workouts curled up in fetal position in June.
19 days exercising while simultaneously crying in July.
14 days riding with a mask in August because my useless husband exposed himself to the virus at Top Golf.
101 miles riding in September while my mother-in-law screamed at CNN in the background.
23 days ordering Postmates in October.
54 miles riding with a baby carrier on my back in November.
6 days screaming at my useless husband in December while he allowed his anti-masker family to stay with us, so help me God.
3 days in January keeping the Peloton in the basement so my useless husband could sleep on the living room couch.
2 minutes dancing to Cody Rigsby in February before getting interrupted by a possessed infant.
56 seconds attempting a Patience Meditation class in March before giving up and breaking out the vodka at 10 AM.
1,018 days still paying for this fucking bike until 2024.
