I finally moved my butt and started exercising again yesterday. Though I really missed my daily running sessions in the mornings, I just cannot find the time and opportunity to escape from Baby C for a half an hour session in the morning. She's just too clingy to me and she seems to have an innate sixth sense that I am leaving her. You see, each morning when I wake up and creep quietly to the bathroom, Baby C would wake up too and cry. There's no way I can 'escape' from her. Yesterday, she slept very soundly in the evening. So I jumped at the opportunity, went to my porch and jumped on my trampoline for 20 minutes. Whilst I jumped, Alycia and Sherilyn cycled on their tricycles. Woot, it really felt great to be able to exercise again after a 11-month exercise hiatus.
I gotta go now before Baby C wakes up.... to jump on my trampoline again!