The new year seemed like a good time to start a new fitness program like Focus T25.
6am was the only conceivable good time to workout on this new fitness plan.
16 months old seemed like a good time for Charlotte to decide she hates going to bed and will scream through all hours of the night until we let her sleep with us (but note that the “sleep” only applies to her, because who can sleep with a baby’s head on her daddy’s shoulder… and her legs across her mama’s neck?)
I’ve never been so exhausted, mentally and physically, as I have been this week.
And this week isn’t even over. I still have to get through Double Day Friday. And Staturday. And the Sunday stretch.
The only benefit that can keep me going is the fact that 6 am workouts are better than coffee for waking the brain up.
The body? It’s usually a few steps behind the brain, creaking and groaning the whole way.