Today I was circling the parking lot at the gym, looking for the perfect parking spot. (As in, one closest to the door) Once I settled on a spot, I walked in, mentally whining in my head about the stairs I was going to have to climb with Lilah in my arms to get to the work out room. Then I thought, "Wait a minute ... Isn't this the whole point of the gym?" I guess some of the workout is just getting there with a baby in one piece ....