Day Thirteen! Almost 2 weeks in...which means....50 to go. Whew!
It's not that five minutes out of my day is hard -it's not. It's that it's not a habit yet, and neither is this daily writing thing. But so far so good...I haven't actually forgotten yet, and that's something, right?
Today's dance was a brief and sugar-fueled bounce around the room with Xander in my arms for most of it (note: an over-30-pound toddler is not a dance partner for the weak-of-arms. Luckily, I am not weak-of-arms, having toted said toddler around for the past 21 months. What's that called in exercise terms? You know, when you start at a low weight and then increase it gradually as your muscles get stronger? In my world it's called having a baby. And now I'm rambling). I don't really have any major insights to report tonight. It was fun, it was aerobically challenging, and Xander laughed like a maniac and hugged me tight the whole time (LOVELOVELOVE).
Yup, that's pretty much it. Straightforward, happy, and fun. Gotta love that!
Nighty night.
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