July 31, 2012 by fitterfatty
I thought I was going to run this morning at 5:30am before the boys got up. Ha. That didn’t happen. So, I squeezed one in this evening after they went to bed.
O sensed a disturbance in his force, and woke up as soon as I walked in the door. Can you imagine anything more refreshing than salty warm milk?
One thing I have learned about making time for running, is to be flexible. Not just about fitting in the workout, but more with my attitude about missing/scheduling a workout. I used to get grumpy if I skipped a run, but it is more important to find balance within my family and if that means skipping out the door at 9pm or ditching it all together, that’s ok. I will get back out there tomorrow.
I would rather get to hang with my Lovies:
I always feel great running right after a day of rest. I guess I will get a little
C-section scar core work in.