I’m not proud of this. I slept last night from 9 p.m. to 4 a.m.
I’m supposed to be on a personal fitness program with the intent to get “Hot for the Holiday’s” along with Missy and 300 of her closest friends over at It’s Almost Naptime.
Martin and I were both too exhausted to see straight last night. Ginny was blessedly asleep and we took advantage of the situation and went to bed too.
Actually Martin fell asleep with Ginny in his arms last night (which was the final clue that we all needed to just go to bed.
All of which means that I skipped my bike ride last night.
I’m more rested this morning. But I feel guilty about skipping the bike.
Also I have no idea if I’m making progress or not, cause the one place I weigh in is at my chiropractor’s office and I haven’t been to see her in two weeks.
I have another chance tonight to get back into the pattern and get back on the bike. wish me luck!
oh, one other photo. My husband got me back for sneaking a photo of him asleep with the baby. He snuck up on me this morning and snapped a few.