A hard week

I was so pumped to start working out this week. I didn't care that my baby decided that nightime was stay up and play time. I went three days in a row, working every muscle possible and waddling like an old lady from all the muscle soreness. I had a hard time picking up the baby and my third child, but kept thinking it would go away soon. Then my milk supply started to slow down and has become pretty non existent. So I stopped. Now I'm worried it won't come back at all. It's all pretty frustrating to me. I don't want to stop working out but don't want to stop breastfeeding either. Plus I'm exhausted from sleepless nights, emotional, and I just want my cake and to eat it too. Yes, I'm whining.

Starting the Plan

Started this blog over a year ago just so I could keep track of my favorite running blogs. Now that baby is six weeks, I plan using this blog more as a way to keep track of my training and getting back into shape after this last baby. Ele girl is now six weeks and I woke up bright and early to hit the gym. I'm doing what I did with the last baby, the program live the life. I woke up, made my shake, did my arms/abs and cycling for about 25 min. It was hard and my arms felt like jello at the end. I just have to keep going. Day 1 is done!