Jones had a huge fit at camp drop off this morning. By the time it was all resolved, I was a wreck. Shoo got dropped off a half hour late to preschool and I decided I just didn’t have it in me to deal with Costco. I had planned to push my run back until Beer Geek got home, so that I could get some other things accomplished during my kid-free time. Instead, I headed home and went out for a run.
I only ran 3 miles and not terribly fast, but it at least got me to the point that I could make some needed phone calls and stay calm during them. It’s amazing how running can just release my stress and help center me.
Before we had kids, I ran for exercise and to be able to eat what I wanted. Now, I run because I have to in order to be a good mom.