Sometimes we just can’t fit it all in! When I woke up to my seven year-old asking about breakfast at 6:30 a.m., I glanced at my phone. Three text messages. Both of our highschool boys had stayed the night at friends. One message was from my 15 year-old asking if we could get him to to his morning practice. Another message was from our 17 year-old who was just checking in with us to tell us he was on his way to his morning swim practice (seems like we should have coordinated that better). The other message was from our 21 year-old son at the US Naval Academy. He was supposed to do a PST(I think that stands for physical standard test which I think consists of maximum push-ups, maximum pull-ups, maximum sit-ups, a 500 yard swim in camouflage, and a mile and a half run). His message had come in at 3:45 a.m., because he had been sick all night and was wondering if it could be food poisoning. He later sent a message saying he was sure it was the full blown stomach flu.
After sending him a quick message of encouragement, I got up to start the day, which would include three soccer games, three swim practices, possibly a nephew’s basketball game, and a combined birthday party for two of our daughters in our backyard (12 girls for pizza and ice cream)! Although I would like nothing else than to escape on a VERY long run or lose myself in a spin class, it looks like the only exercise I will be getting today is walking from the parking lot to the soccer game and fielding some birthday games in the yard.
Sometimes our lives get in the way of our workouts. I recalled a conversation my husband, James, had with his dad one Monday morning a few years ago. James was complaining about how he needed a weekend after his weekend of running kids to various sporting events. His dad stopped him and said, “I would give a million dollars to have one of those weekends again”. A long run or an exercise class will soon fade from my memory, but I won’t get these days with my kids back again. So with a strong cup of coffee in one hand and a camera and chair in the other, I’m off to a crazy 9 kid, workout-free, memory-making day!
Tell me about days when you just can’t fit it all in!