This morning I went to the gym. Pretty much on time. My sis and I had a pretty good work out doing our modified program {thanks Dean Boy} focusing on the larger muscles such as the core and legs.  We spent some time on the bikes and treadmills as well. Overall, good. I was easing into it, after being sick and not doing much at all for the past week {cough10dayscough} I still feel a little delicate. An excuse maybe, but throwing up in the gym is best left for your first week or two.

Do you know the best part? No? Well, ok I’ll tell you. This afternoon on my way home I thought to myself how nice it would be to get home. Something along the line of thank goodness I’m going home. Oh. I really should go to the gym… But it’s cold. I’m tired. I don’t have clothes. Oh. Wait. I went this morning! Haha. WINNING. That’s why I love going in the mornings. Less time for excuses. Out of bed and go.

So now I’m home. Hubby and I had minestrone soup and toasted English muffins with lashings of butter {what!? It’s Winter. And I like butter}. All before 6:15pm. We are calling it the eve of the Nana and making other jokes about our new lifestyle. But you know what, it’s nice. Nice to have the time to sit and write and nice to have a full belly and warm feet. Those oldies, they might just be on to something.

Did you end up getting some exercise today? Do YOU eat dinner at Nana o’clock?  

And yes that’s me in my work out gear wearing an I <3 You badge! Doesn’t every body? Haha. {Photo taken after Saturday’s work out when I forgot I was wearing it after playing with in my cousin’s car before the gym.}