If you came up to me and said, “Hey Lindsey, would you rather do some exercise on a rickety old chip-up contraption built during the Eisenhower era or sit on my front porch?” I am 99.99% certain I would say “Front porch.”
Who needs chin-ups anyway? I believe they are the most worthless exercise in existence, and no, that is not my inner second-grader talking who was humiliated by her P.E. teacher in front of the whole class because she could only do two chin-ups, like seriously who makes second graders do chin-ups, why not make them memorize the Constitution backwards while you’re at it?!? Ahem.
Kudos to Jeremy for hacking up this dumb thing into a cute bench topped with .99 Ikea cushions! Much better!