As the day went on I knew I could not give up that easy. So I came up with a plan, I would head home right after work, put food In the crock pot, and then run around the neighborhood before picking up the kids.
Again as time creep up I started thinking about everything that needed to be done. By the time I got home it was almost 6. I knew I could not do what I needed to do and still run. So I gave in, again. Then, I got a call from my kids dad saying he would bring them home and it would be a little bit later than the time I would pick them up. That was my chance, I was going to run now or never. I won't lie, the thought went through my head to skip the run and get things done at home. Two months ago I would have skipped it. But the thought of letting my first planned Jogger Mom run go by undone was enough to get me out.
Turns out, even with the bad day, I had a great run. I ran 3 minute intervals with 2 minute walking in between. And I even ran a few extra minutes at the end.
Not bad for pace! Every once in a while my boss reminds me of this story. You have a jar along with rocks pebbles and sand. The rocks represent what is important to you. The pebbles are a step down and the sand a step down front that. If you put the sand or pebbles in first you will not have room for the rocks. However, if you put the rocks, then pebbles, then sand in, you will have room for all. For me, running has to be one of those rocks.
