Ugh, sometimes I am completely drop-dead exhausted by the time I put C to bed at 7pm.  The last thing I want to do is wash his bottles, and I certainly don’t have the energy for P90X.  Last night was one of those nights.  I melted into the couch and watched The Bachelor, my Monday night trash TV of choice.  By the time that was over, it was 9pm and I just felt like cruising Twitter or flipping TV channels.

But I pushed myself.  I popped in the 60-minute Legs & Back workout and got to work.  I was cursing Tony Horton during the millionth lunge, but by the time it was over I felt so awesome.  I felt energized, empowered and accomplished.  My muscles felt stronger and looser.  I physically felt less stressed.  It was wonderful.  Now I know that I need to push myself on those nights, because the end result is so worth it.

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