I actually did an ok job of working out, I just didn't have anything left to say.
Thursday was YogaX day.. I didn't do it. I took 2 - 2 mile walks. My big girl had some very long dr appts that threw us off.
Friday was Legs n Back. I did the first half with the baby seriously.. baby wall squats!? Too cute, but she always becomes distressed at the dead lift squats, so with 30 min left I sent both girls outside so I could finish up. I was bringing it! OMGosh I was owning that dvd and so proud.. I even stripped off my t shirt to finish in my sports bra cause I was so hot. Not 10 seconds after I rip my shirt off I get a knock at the door. I opened it and it's my big girl's friend. I tell her they're outside and start to shut the door.. she says " I know Lila is hurt" Yeah.. done with that workout. My baby girl got her foot stuck in a bike, the stars aligned for me though, there was a cop answering a noise complaint at the building next to mine, he and the neighbor who called the cops took the bike apart while I nursed Lila in the street. Anyway, she is fine. She glared at the paramedics, but was very quick to take the little stuffed ducky from them.
Saturday - 2 mile walk and cleaned the hell out of my apt.
Sunday-- rest day.. 2 mile walk and I was done!
Today's Monday..weigh in day and I'm pretty excited. 219.2! All that pms weight + 2lbs.. gone.. it's about damn time!