Well, I didn’t work out on Friday, Saturday or Sunday. I know I’m a bad girl. But in my own defence I really wasn’t feeling all that well so. Here’s what happened:
Friday morning I woke up and instead of doing my work out I decided to start putting together some stuff that we had gotten at Ikea on Thursday. Big reason I decided to do it then was the same one for me trying to get up early to work out, greater chance the kids will still be in bed and therefore I won’t be bothered by them. Well, after that I decided to put up the blinds in our living room and then clean up the mess I had made in the house doing all of these things. By the end of the day I was hurting. Once Saturday rolled around the last thing I wanted to do was work out, and that followed me the whole weekend.
Good news is that I did work out today. It hurts and I know I’m going to pay for it in the next few days but I’m glad I did it. And now I have officially ran out of things to say so I’ll leave it at that and get some sleep. Hoping that tomorrow will be a better day all around.
I so wanted to go to Ikea yesterday, and can you believe Shawn told me no. Me thinks he needs a swift talkin’ to.
What all did you get? Cute stuff I hope. I just got the new catalog in the mail and have been drooling ever since.