For the sake of Pete!
Where in the world does all the time in a day go?
We’re up around 6am, give or take 30 minutes. From then, it seems like there’s not a spare moment. We try to get to dinner around 6pm with Nolan going to bed shortly thereafter, usually by 7 or so. I know that sounds early and that we should have a ton of free time in the evenings, but not so much. Once I’ve been fed, it’s dark outside, and I’ve sat down on the couch, I am toast – it doesn’t matter if it’s 7pm or 11pm, I’m out for the count.
Here’s my problem with too few of hours in the day, coupled with exhaustion… where in the world do I find time to workout?! My amazing ability to make excuses to not workout isn’t helping this situation at all either. Considering I need to be in a bridesmaid dress about a month and a half after baby #2 makes his appearance, I need to get as much toned as possible now so that things go back to where they blong quicker. Of course, these are high hopes considering all of the chub from baby #1 hadn’t completely disappeared before I started baking baby #2 – but one can always have hopes.
I need something to keep me motivated, something to push me, because my desire just isn’t cutting it at this point. Any ideas?