Rubber meets the road.

I've mentioned it before but I'll say it again: I love distance walking/running. Going the distance teaches you preserverance. At some point during your route you start to question yourself and your ability. You may even look for an exit (I admit it!) or want to give up, but then you see a little old lady kicking into high gear so you dig a little deeper.

This week has been a challenge for me because I feel like it's been sluggish. Not because of my lack of dedication or the will to get it done. My life just doesn't seem to leave much room for ME. Moment of honesty: I envy those who have the liberty to do whatever they want with their time. I don't have that luxury. I have to be creative in fitting in my exercise or it will never happen. The baggage that comes with this is yet another thing on my shoulders. I'm limited to running back and forth in front of my house. Or on the weekends when I have the kids I have to take them to the park with me or pay a sitter. People look at me funny b/c I let the kids play while I run around the track. What am I supposed to do, just sit there?? And my boys come join me when they want to run with me and I keep an eye on them so I know when to stop over and check on them. This may not be an option once it gets colder b/c then I'll really feel like a bad mom having them out in the cold while I'm running.

So now what?? Do I turn back to my sedentary life? Do I hang up my running shoes and give up? Do I walk silently into the night?

No way, Jose! This is where the rubber meets the road. This is where you dig deep to find that inner thing to keep you moving forward. I remember when I was on that hell of a course called Percy Warner Park and my legs and lungs were burning. I did not give up. I am not a quitter. I am an aspiring long distance runner. I am victorious and will live that way.

My creative workouts may look crazy to others but my kids are loving it. My four year old knows how to use my resistance bands. He knows how to count repetitions. The kid even used canned goods as weights as we were grocery shopping. How can I give up now?