by Mommy Hobbies
In my napsack stash
I promise. It truly, truly is. I have NOT been running nearly as much I should be. I started to rearrange my schedule, a while back, because the gym was taking over my life and starting to stress me out. Now, I’m not nearly as stressed out over crunch times to get to the gym, but I am slowly feeling anxiety about my lack of drive for running.
I tell myself, “if you really want to do this you’ll make time, you’ll make it happen just like you did before.” So, yesterday, I made it happen. I took my jogging stroller out and did 2.6 miles with my baby girl. TOUGH. I have mentioned before that I live where there are a lot of hills. It burns like no other. Yesterday I almost stopped, but I didn’t. It was so hard to breath, pushing that stroller up the hill, my 30 pound toddler talking happily to herself while I’m looking for my next breath. I made it. I made it and I felt proud. I’m going to do it again, too. Running is a part of me. There is so much satisfaction in running without stopping, completing a goal to the best of my ability. There are no gold medals in my future, I’m not the fastest, but I am determined. I have a race at the end of this month which will mark one year of my running habit. A little emotional and fun.
Where are you with your goals? Set backs? Resets? Do share.