Hey, chicken!

We went to Dayton yesterday because my uncle was in town, so we headed over in the morning and spent the afternoon and evening at my sister's. It was a purely delightful time seeing everybody and playing with nephew #2, but the consequence of all that running around and hiding from him is that I am totally exhausted. Seriously, how do people keep up with their kids? I'm sure it hits me harder because I'm not used to it and I'm so aged, but even when I was 22, I don't think I could have run around in circles in my sister's basement for 20 minutes straight, waving my arms and screaming. The good thing is that I don't feel bad for skipping my workout yesterday. Lifting a 2-and-a-half-year-old has got to be equal to doing a rep of seated bench presses. Feel the burn!