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Setting Goals - Getting Stronger

Sometimes I just like to listen to her mumble & babble to herself when she wakes from her morning nap.

Today, I actually kept my goal - get on the bike trainer. Instead of lounging around in my "yoga" pants, I put on my bike shorts {yes, I can wear them again} went down to the basement {Mr Smith has it all set up complete with TV} and rode that thing for 30 minutes watching Italian Job {I've probably seen it as much as I've seen Pride & Prejudice}. My goal is every other day {the days I take a shower} Yep, I shower every other day. Cats out of the bag. Mr Smith doesn't love that I shower every other day but he loves that he finally got me back on my bike. I like that we are both trying to do some cardio again. The first 5 minutes on the bike are the longest 5 minutes ever. I hope it gets easier. We'll bring the white board down there to keep track of our stats. Maybe one day I'll make it to a full hour... increase my speed... Or even add yoga exercises before & after. The last thing we want is a speedometer {is there ever a last thing?}. I think we'll buy this one with part of the money Eric's parents gave us for Christmas. Thanks parents!



Well, I better go get my child out of bed.

PS - Mr Smith cleaned that mirror he found in the basement (we found two & hopefully he can frame both for me!) but he put that one there so that I could see when someone comes in the door to kidnap/kill me. Isn't that thoughtful? I use it to check out my hot post-baby-birthing-bod. I just laugh at him & he knows I'm thinking how he is crazy. But the shovels are pretty close to the bike. So I won't fall victim.

PPS - I just wanted to officially declare that Ms Lexi has one front/upper tooth, so suspicions were correct. We're expecting another sooner than later of course. She gets fussy, but she isn't a screamer. However, mommy's earplugs came back out for nighttime. We need some sleep gosh darn it! We noticed "white caps", but it took me complaining about how nursing all of a sudden made me cringe again (goodness I hated those early days) so then it dawned on me to check and walla!… that little sucker...

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