I went to bed last night at 9:15 so I'd be ready for a week of great workouts and lots of energy.
At 11:30, I got up to pee, something I never do.
At 12:47, Sienna woke up crying in need of more Tylenol to ease the pain of about 6 teeth that have decided to come in all at the same time.
At 1:29, Hannah came in wanting to snuggle with me because she had a bad dream.
At 3:04, Spence came in because he also had a bad dream. (Guess I should stop letting the kids watch the horror channel before bed.)
At 5:00, my alarm went off and unbelievably, I still had a good workout.
But I'd say the odds were stacked against me.
2 comments:
It must be in the water....
Seriously! What is going on with sleep?
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