So yesterday was nuts. I didn't get to the gym before picking up the kids like I try to do most nights, and I was fried from a long work day, and I forgot to bring the toddler's diaper bag with me, and I didn't change into my workout clothes before leaving work to get the kids, and I really needed to do a Target and grocery store run because the cupboards are bare. And you'd think all this combined would keep me from my workout.
Well, think again!
I went anyway. I asked Luke's sitter for two diapers, picked up Sophie from day camp, swung through McDonald's drive thru (I know, I know--I'm ruining their health with nuggets and fries; I'm sure they'll tell Oprah someday), and I was on that treadmill at 6:30 p.m.
I did 3.26 miles in 40 minutes, including my 2 mile run, and got home by 7:30. It was a late night for us all, but I felt great afterwards and so glad I didn't let the excuses get in the way of taking care of myself.