Holy soreness

Yesterday after I got home from Louisianna with my mom she took Brady home with her and Dylan and I hit the water slides again for an hour. This time since my mom had Brady I told Dylan I would slide with him. Holy cow I am so sore. I am sore in places I never knew I could be sore in. Then my hubby asks "How are you sore from sliding?" Uhhhhhh hello those darn slides throw you every which way and all the climbing stairs over and over for an hour. Yeah he would be sore too. Needless to say Dylan had a blast racing me down and that is all that matters.