Let me know if this sounds familiar. You come home from work ready to be active, get in a workout, or go for a run. You’re determined. The only problem is the second you walk in the door your bombarded with, “Daddy!”. Your child, or children, run to give you a hug. Before you even have time to take off your jacket they’re pulling you to the couch or floor, imploring you to play or show you something they made. Playtime quickly becomes dinnertime, which quickly becomes bath-time, then bedtime, which quickly becomes collapse-on-the-couch-with-your-wife-time. By this point you’re exhausted, your motivation is shot, and it’s time to go to bed and start the day over again.