It's been a LONG week with a four year old that has stayed up way past my bed time, yes, that's right, he was up later than his Mom was. This means, I slept in his bed with my arms around him so I knew when he was up and wandering the house. This whole Santa business has him on guard, or something, where he wants to be awake at night and downstairs. My body is all sortsa discombobulated with sharing a much smaller bed than I am use to with him.
Exercising was down graded from the top of the list of things to do this week, with that problem being an on-going issue. I did eat healthy but just only squeezed in two work outs.
My advice to self for the week: