So like the rest of the country, I’m trying to start the year off on the right foot and get back into exercising. Before A was born I worked out pretty consistently. It was something I enjoyed. After A was born it was just about survival so if I had to choose between sleep or a workout, sleep would win every time.
But tonight, I figured I would I would end the night with a little of this
However, I could not for the life of me find my yoga mat. How sad is that? It had been so long that I’ve worked out I could locate the mat.
Finally I found it buried under the luggage in the coat closet.
Can you see it peeking out?
So instead of digging it out I made stovetop popcorn (made with Earth Balance Butter, sea salt and nutritional yeast. Because I am trying to eat right? Right?).
And hung out with this guy.