Balance.
Exercise.
WHAT?!
I just can't get it all under control. I'm feeling unbalanced and I'm certainly under-exercised. We were hit once again by disgusting virus that rendered us all ill and whiney and generally pathetic. I'm feeling extremely frustrated with myself right now for NOT being able to keep up with my exercise or even keep any balance in my life.
It feels like Noah is taking more and more time and energy but perhaps that is just because he isn't sleeping through the night at all, ever, and hasn't since before LAST OCTOBER. I'm really fucking tired, ya'll. There are mornings, hell, days, when I truly fear that my eyeballs are going to fall over the ledge into the sallow yellow-tinged wells of fatigue that threaten to swallow them whole. It's always me who is awake with him and I never seem to get daytime naps and I never catch up on the sleep.
On the positive side of things, I have managed to maintain my weight loss. I am within two pounds of my lowest weight achieved, however, without maintaining the muscle tone, I have ... softened. I have curves where I should be tight and rolls where I should have a nice gentle curve. My skinny jeans still fit but not without a muffin top situation. Honestly, I miss feeling strong. That's all I want.
I have to get it together and create some space and time for exercise.

