Today is a rest day, as promised to myself yesterday. And what perfect timing, the old man was totally snoring when I woke up at 5:15. (i.e., it was pouring rain, did you catch that?)
Please note that I do usually NOT wake up this early in the winter. Or even spring or fall for that matter. When the sun is up and the children are sleeping I can’t help but bound out of bed and soak up the peace and quiet while it lasts. I love the extended daylight hours in the summer.
Today is a rest day as planned. Although I’d like to believe I might squeeze in some yoga this afternoon, but I know how that goes. Translation: it usually doesn’t.
What is it with my gang waking up only to go back to sleep these last two days?
She actually had a low grade fever of 100 when she got up with me at 5:30 this morning. That’s just how the spit flies. Kids are so good at sharing the things you don’t want them to.
Today’s workout can be filed under: ohmygodwhatthehellhappenedtothishouse?!
You know it’s been a busy weekend when the house is a disaster on Monday morning.
I knew a rest day was in order when I wasn’t pumped about my run yesterday. Even though I was glad I ran after I got going, my reluctance was also my sign that it was time for a day off.
I swapped today’s work out time for an hour of getting caught up house work and then another hour catching up on emails and cleaning up my desk. Around 8 I felt hungry enough for breakfast.
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