Half my brain says I don't have time to sit here and write anything. It's just a few days before Easter and I have a huge to-do list. I also didn't really want to pull myself out of bed and run this morning, either. I've learned a little something about doing both writing and running, though. Even though they seem like frivolous activities that don't really matter, it matters to me and my health. The words here clarify my thinking; they help me organize my thoughts. Getting my exercise clothes out and ready to go either the night before a morning run or before Mr. Toddler goes down for a nap helps me fight the inevitable frantic stress that just goes with daily living. When I miss a day of heart-pounding exercise, I can feel it in how I manage everything. My tone with the kids is sharper and my attitude toward getting through the tasks of the day leans toward panicky. When I write and exercise, even if it was something no one read and and the slowest run in recent memory, something has been accomplished in my day. That feels good. So there's dust in the house that never gets banished and laundry mountains that sit unfolded for an embarrassing amount of time because Mom took some Mom Time. It also means mom feels better. I think that's worth more. I never expected to crave running time, but I do now. I really do.
By the way, today's motivational film was "The Engine 2 Kitchen Rescue." It opened my eyes to the serving size of cooking sprays -- too much oil!-- and made me really want to try the lasagna recipe he introduced. Yum! I'm going to put in a library request for "The Engine 2 Diet." Vegan food that works for Texas firefighters will probably be filling enough for anyone I need to feed.
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