Saturday's goal was to run 4 miles. (i've only ever done this once in my life, which was a few weeks ago). I'm trying to make that my new saturday goal. This Saturday, however, I was hesitant. That's an additional 10 minutes...and I have this wonderful thing called "Mother's Guilt" that keeps me from enjoying my runs sometimes. I think of all the things Paco should and could be doing instead of watching the boys, and it makes me want to end the run early and come home.
Okay, really? 40 minutes? Now that I look at it from this perspective--40 minutes seems like a short amount of time. At any rate, I got to mile 3 (30 minutes) and sprinted my last leg and was ready to call it a day. However, I still had juice in me. I hadn't worked my hardest or pushed myself yet (excluding the all out sprint at the end). I went back and forth debating on whether I should be greedy and run another 10 minutes or should I come home and rescue my hubby so he could get back to his intense CPA studying. Ooooh decisions, how I loathe them sometimes.
So...I ran. By then I was cooled down though, so running seemed a lot harder. I remembered what Kimberly told me (run 4 mins, walk 1 minute), so I did. I mixed it up. I walked one leg of the route, and jogged the other three. I did this to finish my last mile and therefore met my 4 mile goal. HORRAY!! :)
Yay! Good work! I think I've overcome "mother's guilt" but after having Gracie it got harder. I don't think we should feel guilty for taking care of ourselves physically (which for me equals emotionally). It just makes us better parents in the long run. Do you remember that one lady in our newborn's class in Cali who didn't shower because she couldn't stand to leave her baby... yeah, don't become that woman. ;)
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