I worked out for an hour and a half today. Walked, biked, and lifted. I can't even begin to tell you how wonderful it feels.
I really wanted to swim, but The Boy had diaper issues and they don't change them so I had to stop towards the end of lifting to take care of that. Once he saw me, he wasn't letting me out of his sight. The day care attendant said that he cried a bit when he noticed me gone, but got preoccupied, cried again when he started to miss me, then got preoccupied. They commented that I should have started him off slower- come for 20 minutes one day, then 25, so on and so forth. Um, yeah. That would have been a great idea if I had thought of it. (One more strike in the "mom's going to hell" list.)
More later, I took photos of the silk shawl and it's beautiful!