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Nothing in ten years of lifting prepared me for how hard it would be to keep looking after myself once I became a dad. Our little one was seven months old, and I was still telling myself I just needed to get back into a routine. I'd been saying that for most of those seven months. Before the baby, I was the person who finished programs. I'd run some of them several times. I liked having a plan, tracking my lifts, and knowing what I was working toward. Exercise had been part of my life for so long that I assumed I'd find a way to keep it there. I knew having a baby would mean less sleep and less free time. I hadn't understood how differently I'd feel about the time I did have. I'd finish work already tired, knowing my wife had been with the baby and needed a break. From late afternoon until bedtime, I was on dad duty. I wanted to be there. I wanted her to have a chance to sit down, shower, or do something without being needed every few minutes. But somewhere between getting home and finally getting the baby down, the workout I'd planned would disappear again. There was always the option of doing it later. Later was usually when the lack of sleep caught up with me. I'd look at my program and try to imagine getting through it with the energy I had left. Sometimes I could talk myself into it. Plenty of nights, I couldn't. What made it frustrating was that I had everything I needed. A rack, a barbell, adjustable dumbbells. There was even a gym at work. I'd spent years putting myself in a position where it would be convenient to train. Now I had two places to work out and still couldn't seem to do it consistently. I kept thinking I should be able to solve this. I knew how to lift. I knew how to follow a program. I wasn't waiting for someone to explain what exercise was. But the plans that used to work for me assumed I could give them a fairly predictable chunk of time. That was the part I no longer had. Even in the garage, a session involved more than the exercises themselves. I'd get set up, load the bar, do a movement, then change things around for the next one. With one barbell, there was a lot of taking plates off and putting them back on. I used to barely notice it. Now I'd be watching the time between sets, wondering how things were going inside and whether I should wrap up. It was winter, too. Heading into a cold garage at the end of an exhausting day wasn't exactly helping. One night, I pulled up my program and started looking through what I could cut. Could I skip that part? Move this to another day? Finish the rest tomorrow? By the time I'd rearranged everything, I didn't particularly want to do any of it. That bothered me more than missing the session. I loved training. I didn't want it to become another thing I was behind on. So I started looking at simpler programs, including beginner ones. After ten years, that took a little getting used to. But I could see the appeal immediately: fewer decisions, less setting up, and something I could finish without needing the evening to go perfectly. I also started thinking about the days when even a shorter lifting session wouldn't fit. Until then, I'd mostly written those days off. If I couldn't get through enough of the program, I'd wait for the next opportunity to do it properly. That meant a busy week could turn into almost no exercise, even when there had been smaller openings here and there. I wanted something straightforward I could do in those openings. Some core work at home made sense to me. I could keep it separate from my lifting and fit it around whatever the day allowed. That was where PurePlank caught my attention. It's a padded plank board with handles. It comes with an app with guided workouts, so I had something to follow without planning another routine myself. I liked that I could bring it into the house and put it down wherever there was clear floor space. Usually the living room. Sometimes another room if we had baby things spread everywhere. I didn't have to head into the garage or start moving plates around. I could get set up without using most of the time I had available. That was the useful part for me. The handles and padding were nice, but I wasn't looking for something complicated. I wanted to be able to get it out and know what I was going to do. There was a timer right there, and I could follow the guidance on my phone. If the evening changed, I wasn't trying to rescue a whole workout schedule. I could put it away and come back when I had another chance. I still needed to choose a time when the baby was settled and my wife wasn't waiting for me to take over. But it was easier to find room for a short session in the house than another trip out or a longer stretch in the garage. I liked being close by afterward, too. I could finish and get on with the evening without feeling like I'd disappeared for ages. I still wanted to lift. I still wanted the longer sessions when I could manage them. Having this available gave me something to do on the days that didn't work out that way. That took some pressure off the next gym session. I didn't have to keep treating it as the big return to a routine I'd been promising myself for months. If another new dad asked why I was interested in it, that's what I'd explain. It was simple enough to fit into the gaps, and I could use it at home without much preparation. At that point in my life, that mattered a lot. I'd spent seven months trying to get back to the way I'd trained before our baby arrived. I was beginning to accept that looking after myself could look different for a while. I could still be someone who exercised, even when my week didn't look anything like the program on my phone. And when my wife needed a break, I could put the board away and take my turn without feeling like the entire plan had fallen apart. P.S. I wouldn't judge a workout setup by what I could do with it on my best day anymore. I'd think about a normal tired evening, with a baby at home and a little time available. That's the day I needed help with.