Sometimes its really hard to work out. Sometimes I wake up and get my running gear on; I dress the children and feed them. Then, I try to rush them out the door but a diaper needs changed, or someone is begging for a sippy. Today, Kyla had fallen asleep on the couch...at 9am...what the... So I figure I'll work out at home, but then Meg is acting tired so at 9:30 I put her down for a nap and I realize if everyone feels so tired, I think I do too. So I place Seth in front of a "Super-show" and tuck myself in for a mid morning nap.
Sometimes I really want to eat "clean" or "healthy" or "vegan" -ok, never vegan, but then Kyla has this great idea to make chocolate cake. On a Thursday. For no reason except that its chocolate cake, and I'm all like heck yes let's make chocolate cake. So we make chocolate cake and eat a slice before dinner, and then during dinner, and just for good measure we throw in a slice after dinner.
Sometimes I think, I'll work out after I put the kids to bed. And then its 9:30pm and they just barely went to bed. So I sit down for a minute and get caught up watching Avatar because its DVRed in HD and I really need to see how it looks on our HD TV. Then at 10:30 it becomes apparent that the children never went to sleep, but instead are playing dress up. When that is remedied, I remember Avatar is a 3 and a half hour movie, so I stop it right at the best part, the part where I really want to punch Ranger Rick right in the face, or scratch his eyes out...
Sometimes I get a little discouraged about the things I didn't do today...everyday...
Sometimes it feels better to talk about it.
