I let the world get the best of me yesterday. Whether it was a chemical imbalance, fatigue, or just plain inability to cope I’m not sure but I definitely missed the opportunity to have a great day. I felt like I was bombarded with bad news from every direction and instead of celebrating MY good fortunes, I chose to miss the following opportunities:
I gave my kids the silent treatment in the car bc I was mad they didn’t clean up after themselves and missed the opportunity for great conversation and singing;
I missed the opportunity to encourage my daughter who tends to quit when the going gets tough and instead gave her a hard time when she was feeling down;
I missed the opportunity (but not totally) to giggle with my friends- there is always giggles no matter how salty I’m feeling;
I missed the opportunity to read books with my little boys because those dishes just had to be done;
I missed the opportunity to tell my eldest what a great kid he is when he thanked me for letting him have his friends over and instead commented on the fact that I had to tell him to clean up.
Sooo- what does this have to do with running? Well, when the alarm went off today I was convincing myself that it was Monday, I could skip the run and PROMISE to run every other day this week. I almost missed the opportunity to generate some really good karma and get moving- I thought about all those wonderful missed opportunities yesterday and decided that I couldn’t spare another. So I ran. 10 seconds slower than Friday but I added quite a bit of incline and I feel great. Opportunity seized. Here’s hoping I seize the rest of them today.