A few stolen moments where I got a work out in.

Some days it’s hard to get anything done.

Especially when the baby doesn’t want to nap and every toy in the history of man has been gotten out, played with for about five seconds, and then discarded across numerous floors and rooms.

This is when I breathe deep. When I remember : time is fleeing — THIS time is fleeting. Every day is the best day we have been given.

If we allow it to be so.