Some days are better than others. On some days I have made the family lunches the night before, get up early to slap some kind of edible sustenance at my family calling it breakfast just so I can head out the door for a run. I love morning running so if I have to stay up late to get morning prep done so I don’t miss a beat then it’s even better for me. There are days when I’m full of energy and then as I wrote about a few days ago, there are lady issues that kick my ass. They never used to when I was younger with less wrinkles, less fat and less kids but as I have gotten older I find that it tires me out quite a bit. Some days because of obligations I have to run later in the day and some days I just plan to run after work. Time is the variable that I have much control over when planning my “me time”. Today for example I had nefarious (yes I just used that word to be funny even though it doesn’t have a funny meaning) plans. I pushed my run out to lunch because I wanted to clean the kitchen and living room in order to have my kids take on a couple of big jobs that honestly I just haven’t had time to do. A little bit of me doesn’t want to do them or I would have sucked it up and got it done already. EXCUSES is all that is but it still needs to be done just the same. The kids are home for the summer and only 2 of them work and part time at that so they can pitch in and help out. After all they don’t pay rent and most of the time Mom the Maid takes care of most of it.
Anyway I figured if I clearly do my part they won’t mind doing theirs. So therein was my plan. I got my running bag together, got myself ready for work, cleaned up what I wanted to clean and headed to work pretty happy with myself. Then it happened! As I am getting to my desk at work I realize that my bag is lighter than I think it should be. Well that’s because it is! My running shoes are still under my bed at home and my elation from getting so much done and planning so well fades to aggravation that now I will have to wait to run until I get home. That’s ok I suppose because at the end of the day (apropos pun intended) I will still get a run in even though it wasn’t where I wanted it to be in the day. I suppose it’s summer and later in the day it won’t be so hot so it might be a better run anyway. So what is the moral here? Because there HAS to be a bright side moral in every story, I would say it is simply this:
Sometimes planning doesn’t work as well as we would like but if you roll with the changes, look on the bright side and make the best of it, it all works out.