So I didn’t really almost die. But omg…I moved up to level 2 of the shred last night. Holy hell. I’d explain how I felt but really, I think my tweets from last night would do a better job.

Keep in mind that this was directly after I finished and I had to rant for a moment.

(Autotext got me there. It’s supposed to be “hell”)

And this is true. I feel like if I can keep up and actually do the workout as it’s intended without taking breaks I’d be thin and lean and TONED. Here’s to hoping I can get there in a couple days. I had to build endurance in level 1 and finally about 2 or 3 days ago I was able to pretty much do it without stopping. Now that I’m on level 2…well there is stopping. I’m hoping that in the next 5 days or so I’ll build up MORE endurance and be able to not stop. Jillian Michaels. She is effin tough. Good lord.

So after my workout, I sat on the couch in an almost comatose state as my girls ran around me and played.

Hannah was on the floor and Livie would run forward…then run backward and try not to look as she made it to Hannah’s arms. Then Hannah would hug her and Livie would crack up and then she’d burst free and run forward to do it all over again.

I was glad I had my camera nearby because I had to hobble to get it. But these are some of my favorite pictures of the girls. Livie was so happy to be playing with her big sister. And Hannah was just thrilled that she could play with her without hearing her whine or cry. They were both so happyand having fun. The whole scene was exactly what I had envisioned when we planned for another baby. Someone to look up to Hannah. Someone for Hannah to play with.

They healed me last night. Not physically but emotionally. Which is exactly what I needed.