I still remember clearer how I felt on August 31, 2010 than on the day I gave birth to him (granted, I was pretty heavily drugged then). That was the day I was given my go-ahead to work out again and I ran (okay, chugged along) a glorious 16 minute mile with a soundly sleeping bug by my side. It was the day I realized why I run now: its not just for my selfish reasons anymore. I mean, it is still to clear my head and keep in shape while eating my fair share of Swiss Rolls sans guilt.
But now it is mostly to make my little guy proud of me...
I hope to forever be the mommy that can keep up with my crazy family and still have energy to spare. :)
Oh, and check out Scrumptious Saturday here for my wicked yummy oreo cake recipe.