That moment when you go to the park to ease back into exercising by starting with some rope jumps, you set a goal of 600 rope jumps since you think you can do 2 jumps per second and want to jump for 10 minutes and then you make your first 20 jumps and you're already out of breath, fighting against mosquitoes and you realize it was a stupid idea to jump on grass because it interferes with the rope too much but you say to yourself you want to do at least 100 then and then you reach 100 while contemplating all your life decisions but you didn't mess up your 100th jump so you continued jumping and when you messed up you also continued because you didn't want to stop on an uneven number and then you do 60 more jumps and almost die but feel smug anyway.