The whole going to bed early thing didn’t really happen last night. Not surprisingly, the whole getting up early to shred was equally problematic this morning. Since I received something resembling divine inspiration (should you believe in that sort of thing) at my Weight Watchers weigh-in today, I resolved to do the shred workout when I got home from work.
- Eleanor thought I should be holding her the whole time.
- If I wasn’t going to hold her, I should let her sit on me during the ab bits.
- And if I was standing she should be able to weave through my legs.
- Penguin thought my being on the floor was a perfect excuse to come over and lick my face.