
Today I ran in a 5K "race" in support of
SUDC. It was a good time- running puts me in a good mood. I was by no means fast. This last week I tried running in the mornings before the kids woke up. Wednesday was great, Thursday I didn't feel good so I walked, and Friday I put my hand on the door to leave and Jessie starts crying. I pick her up and soothe her, while mentally cursing the fact I had a baby up at 5:45am. I then have a brilliant idea: I'll take her with me in the baby back pack. It won't be as good as running, but will still be good for habits and a bit for health. Just as I go to find her some warm clothes, Ed gets up and cheerily says, "Hi, Mom!" Well, now it's ruined. Not only do I not get the only time of day I have to myself, I also have two kids up way before they need to be. That's the pits. I'm going to try again this next week. I might need to train myself to wake up before the alarm goes off so no one hears me. One of the bad things about Trailer Life- you hear what everyone is doing at all times. There is no light that can't be seen, no noise that can't be heard. Oh well, I'll do the best with what I have.
You are inspiring me to make some goals and stick to them till they become habits! By the way - SUDC -terrifies me.
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