Sometimes I feel like it’s all coming together and I’m starting to get some type of groove going.
And then sometimes there are weeks like this week.
Today, I sent Cami to an after school art program that actually started Tuesday. Not today. I realized it 30 minutes after school got out.
What I’ve realized since 3:30 this afternoon on my drive back to school to get Cami, is that I’ve got to become more intentional about getting my daily life in order. I really do thrive on order. While I don’t normally have a clean, put-together home, I feel a HUGE sense of release when it is. And when I’m on it, when I’ve got the kitchen clean and my kids are at school and at home at the correct times, I’m a better person, a better mom, a better everything.
And right now my life is anything but in order. I’m pretty sure I sound like a broken record. Bear with me.
So I’ve decided to become intentional. I really like the word “intentional.” It’s positive and affirming and purposeful and fruit-bearing. Those are all adjectives I’d like to describe me.
If I’m not intentional, my house looks like the pics above and I sit on the couch and accomplish nothing. Like not running or taking care of my body or mind. Which I’m sure is a huge reason I’m so tired and not losing the last 5 baby pounds (or the 20 pounds I needed to lose BEFORE I got pregnant) and generally feeling like crud. I’m sure it’s why I’m coming down with a cold. If I was taking care of my body by feeding it healthy food and exercising, running like I’ve committed to do, I’d feel so much better. I know I would.
So here is me recommitting. I’m running a 5k Saturday afternoon – Wine at the Line at Mallow Run Winery. The weather’s supposed to be crappy and my cold is bound to be worse by Saturday, but I’m committed to running the whole thing. And while I’m not prepared (though drank a whole gallon of chocolate milk while not running over the last 2 weeks) I’m confident I’ll beat my time from last year when I ran the same race and I’m hopeful my renewed commitment to my physical (and mental) health will push me through the finish line in 35 minutes.
That’s got to help, right?
Disclosure: This is a sponsored post. I am working with Indiana Dairy and their Refuel Runner Ambassador Program. I’m super excited to be part of the program and to share with you my opinions and experiences. Of course, those opinions and experiences are all my own. Now go refuel with chocolate milk.