Allowing Some Leeway....

No, my posts are not regular.  No, they never will be.  I've decided that's okay.  It's like the journals that I've started for Lilly and Jasmine.  I thought it would be cool to talk to them throughout their lives, and then when they're older, give it to them.  Yeah...  that's not happened very well.  Heck I don't even get Christmas cards out most years.  But, when I remember (and when I can find them) I still write in the journals.  And one year I'm going to surprise the HECK out of most of you with christmas cards that are even on time!  I figure something is better than nothing.


And that's kinda where I am in life right now.  Something is better than nothing.  Amazingly, that motto is kindof motivating for me.  I started running back in January.  I began the Couch-to-5k program.  Instead of kicking myself when I took 2 weeks off, and never turning back (my usual M.O.)...  I just decided to pick it back up where I could and keep going, even if it wasn't a perfect rendition of how I wanted that 9 week program to go.  BTW, it took me 12 weeks to finish...  But, now I can say I'm an official graduate of that program, ran my first 5k of the year, and now I'm working on the Bridge-to-10k.  I've got two more 5k's in the next 3 weeks.  It's more than I ever would have done if I had simply stopped running because I had stopped for a couple of weeks.  I'm currently running about 4 miles a run, and I TRY to run 3 times a week.  It doesn't always happen, but I'm okay with that.  It's amazing the weight that's taken off of the shoulders when you just decide you don't need to make yourself feel guilty.  I mean, what's the point?  Okay, so I ate that pizza that I didn't need. Yeah, I didn't run for a week.  I know, I know...  I shouldn't have had SO much fun last night that I have a headache this morning...  but instead of letting it stop all the forward motion I had going, I just look at it as if it was a pause button, and I keep on going.  Just because I stopped running for a bit, it doesn't mean that I'm back at square one.  It just means I pick up where I left off.   My body still remembers how to run.  All of my progress will not fall down to the very depths of hell because I wasn't perfect.  Really, I've never been like that.  I wonder why it took me so long to get that outlook on life?

I've started school again...  I'm getting my master's in Montessori Education, and I love it.  It's wonderful.  It's hard work.  I thrive off of it I think.  I'd be a professional student if I could get paid for it, truly.... Even when I get annoyed with some of my teachers...  (okay, just one so far, but it's still an annoyance). But along with all the studying I've been doing, the house has paid a price for it.  Again though, I do what I can when I can...  and I figure 'something is better than nothing'.  Bless my husband for being patient with me.  As the flylady says (whom I haven't been following either...  ah, well... ), "cleaning the wrong way is still blessing the house in SOME way..."  or something like that.  She says it more elegantly...

That's it, I'm just doing what I can, and not stressing about the other stuff.  And it really does keep me going.  Life is so much easier when you allow yourself some leeway.