Not Happening

Today's workout is just not happening. I got up and was dressed in my usual gear. I went out of my bedroom super quietly only to hear the pleading cry of my youngest son. I waited for a few minutes in the hall hoping that he would just lay down and go back to sleep. But he knew I was in the hallway. Every time I tried to inch my way down the stairs, he would start up again. I knew that my morning was hooped. So I got J out of his crib and layed in my bed and nursed him for like half and hour. I'm sad that I didn't treadmill but I'm much happier that I got to bind with my babe. After all he's only like this once. Tomorrow I hope is a little better in the way of exercising. Until then, stay cool!