I will not survive a zombie apocalypse

This is what I would have rather
 done in the nice park.

Not in the condition I am in now. And that is sad and funny at the same time. I am genuinely upset that if there was in fact a zombie apocalypse today I would be a failure to Baby Bear. We would be zombie chow for sure.

I went to a Mommy and Me Boot Camp this morning and got my ass kicked. I did alright overall, but I was embarrassed. It started at 10 and I got up at 9. Suffice it to say that I did not give myself time to get me and Baby Bear ready quick enough for me to eat something appropriate. So, about halfway through I had to stop because I was ready to pass out and/or vomit. I was able to do the ab workout at the end, but I felt really silly. I actually wanted to cry, but I think that had a lot to do with the wanting to puke.

Baby Bear appeared to have had a good time.There was a small amount of fussing that was cured by removing BB from the stroller and attempting to nurse. BB was much more interested in the trees and sky then nursing. BB was also able to be involved in the ab workout which was cool.

Next weekend I will be getting up at 8 and eating something good and drinking a whole bottle of water before I get there. I am a super duper lazy ass and I'd like to change that.