Why is it that every time you start running again, your life seems to get so out of control? I thought I had things pretty calm and that I'd easily be able to fit in running and blogging every day. Apparently I was wrong, since I haven't blogged for awhile. The good news is that even though I haven't been writing, I have managed to run every day. (Well, mostly)
It seems like it shouldn't be hard to find time each day to run. And yet, it seems like I am constantly trying to squeeze it in between working, running kids around and keeping up the household. I remember when I was a kid. My mom ran every day at 5:30 AM. I thought she was crazy (I still do a little!). But I am starting to realize that it was the only time of day that she had available every single day. I admire that she made working out such a priority. I know that there were times when she felt like she was leaving us kids to go and workout, but the truth is that she set a great example in taking care of herself. She gave the rest of us the other 23 hours of her day. By taking an hour for herself every day, it taught all of us kids to take care of ourselves in health and spirit. Making running a priority made her a better mother, and I keep thinking about that as I try to squish a run in. Maybe the crack of dawn isn't such a bad idea...
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