I got on the scale for the first time since Sam was born. 15 pounds over my pre-knocked up weight. Not too bad I guess, but if I'm being perfectly honest, that scale is a bastard and can keep numbers like that to itself from now on.
Anywho, I'm going to start taking the dog and the Sam for walks whenever possible as a start. But based on how my legs feel after doing a quick stint on the teeter totter with Alex this morning, I'm thinkin' I should start slowly. Holy man I am out of shape.
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