I hurt. All over. In a good way.
And my abs are starting to feel tighter.
I hit the snooze. Again. Until 6:45 am. Again. That has to stop. If I workout at that time, I run the risk of my kids getting up and sneaking down the stairs to watch me. I am the sort of person that does not care for an audience while I exercise. (Plus, I really need my quiet, alone time in the morning.) I had to pause halfway through to send my 4-year-old back upstairs until I was finished. Just for the record, it's pretty creepy to be exercising in the low light of the lamp and the tv and catch a sudden glimpse of six beady little eyes quietly staring at you from the dark stairs. I startle easily. Gets me every time.
So new goal. Work out at 6:00 am. Not 6:30. Or 7.
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