Waiting for perfect conditions...

My big goal this year is to tackle a half-marathon in November and as of today, I’ve been running exactly one time in the past year. I have a long way to go, and way too many excuses reasons to spent my time a different way. I’ll be the first to admit that when it comes to fitness, I’m a big ‘ol procrastinator. I’ll do the little things to keep my scale number in check, like count my calories, drink lots of water, and do an occasional short-term challenge 

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but I find myself unwilling to do anything that takes significant amounts of time. 

Time is the most precious thing I have. I’d like to truthfully say that I haven’t been running much because I want to spend every available second of personal time with my family. It’s mostly true, but sometimes I want to steal a few minutes to just turn off the tv and be quiet by myself. I have a full-time job, husband, two dogs, a child, and a cleaning schedule that, although it takes 15 minutes a day TOPS, it gets more of my time than it deserves. 

We’re coming out of a bitterly cold winter here in Nebraska, and I know it’s not smart to run in sub-zero temps or on icy sidewalks. The snow is gone now. We hit 80 degrees yesterday. It’s really windy though, and, “maybe I’ll get out this weekend” is what I tell myself every single night. But not this weekend. No, it’s looking pretty busy. Next weekend is Easter and with company coming and family obligations all weekend, that won’t work out either. I need to sleep in too. I’m breastfeeding my son and that leaves me exhausted all the time.

I keep remembering something my friend Jessica posted a few months back. It was something like “if you keep waiting for the perfect conditions to run, you’ll spend your life on the couch.” Being a wife, a mom, a pet owner, a home owner, the family cook, and the grocery shopper, I stay happily busy. And I am happy. I have a great life! As the personal trainer in my head screams at me for not being able to run two miles, the shrink in my head tells me “you’re good enough. You’re a good mom and you have got to cut yourself a little slack.” On the other hand, I want to get this running thing checked off of my bucket list SO bad. I also already spent a chunk of change to register for the half marathon, so I guess I need to get out there. Maybe this weekend, if it’s nice.