Please don’t apologize. You tell me you’re “sorry” because something came up, and now you have to miss your training session/ arrive late/ bring your kid. Stop it.
First of all, I know it’s not your fault. I know you didn’t tell your kid to forget his homework so you could drive back home, rush back to his school and deliver it to him. I know you didn’t commission the baby to puke on you so you’d have to change both his and your clothes at the last minute. I know you didn’t plan for any of this.
Secondly, if anyone deserves an apology, it’s you. You’re the one who now has to sacrifice your tiny window of self care. You’re the one trying to realign her schedule for the day and realizing that she now will likely end up eating stale Cheerios in the car for lunch. You’re the one who got dumped on by life.
In class I hear a lot of different apologies for being late for class or unable to attend.
“I’m sorry I’m late and now will only have time for a 30 minute-workout despite paying for an hour.”
“I’m sorry my kids didn’t make it to preschool by 9am– it was all my fault for telling them not to put their shoes on.”
“I’m sorry I look so tired today– I was up all night partying with a sick kid.”
“I’m sorry my toddler just dropped his plate on the floor and now I get to buy another meal for him.”
Why can’t we mamas just say how we really feel?
I’m upset that I’m missing my one planned hour of me-time.
I’m frustrated that I had to bail my kid out again.
I’m disappointed that I can’t work out.
Mom life is messy. It’s hard. Sometimes it’s unfair. I’ve been there. Heck, I am there. Please don’t apologize, at least not to me.
I can honestly say that the pain I felt during the last few miles of the Fargo Marathon could easily be compared to that of child birth; just how I was able to finish without pain medication is beyond me. It literally took every ounce of my being to get to that finish line. I wanted so badly to stop but I never wavered, I stuck it out and accomplished something I had only every dreamt about.
Back in December, I decided to take the plunge and register for my first full marathon. I had always said I would never run a full, I can’t say for sure what had changed but somehow the timing seemed right. I dove in head first without fear or hesitation. I also hired a running coach to help guide me through the uncharted territories I was entering.
Happy Friday peeps! Life has been a bit of a whirlwind lately. With teaching classes and full marathon training my house looks like a bomb exploded in it. After 4 weeks I feel like I’m starting to get into a groove and get some normalcy back. My menu planning and food prepping has really helped during the last 2 weeks.
As I reflect on the past week, I can’t help but feel grateful and full of joy. So much has happened which is making me feel very optimistic about the future. You guys came out to my very first classes as Chocolate & Sanity and provided some great positive feedback. I seriously can’t wait to see where this journey will go, the women I will meet, the community that can be made and the lives that can be changed.
It’s been forever since I’ve written a blog post. No worries, I’m still here, things just got way too crazy around here and something had to give. As you can see a lot has changed since my last post. I got a fancy new logo and website design. I feel like it suits me much better. Thanks for sticking around and reading all my posts. You guys are the best!
Have you ever wanted to wander into the land of the crazies and run a half marathon? Running long distance can sometimes come with unexpected situations. I’ve compiled a list of the 13.1 things no one tells you about running a half marathon.