Well, right now I am driving, heading west, over two mountain passes in my Subaru. The rocket box is packed and the girls buckled in their car seats. As you read this, Margot and I are probably singing to Jack Johnson’s Reduce Reuse Recycle while my right arm is stretched to the back seat helping Ruby find her pacifier.
Just the three of us on a little road trip to hook up with my niece and sister-in-law. We are meeting half way between our homes for a few days of hanging out, coffee, walks, watching our kids love each other. I imagine there will also be a lot of staying up too late and sore bellies from laughter.
So, no nuggets on Wednesday. In the meantime, you can read about my clumsy, kinda funny and uniquely rewarding running efforts with my daughters in this week’s mama digs.
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I have been running with my two kids. Oofta it is hard but I enjoy this challenge that looks a lot like my overarching challenge as a mama of two: it’s all about a sliver of time, an alignment of stars and getting on it, putting one foot in front of another, before it passes. Sometimes the opportunity isn’t convenient but when the opportunity is there, it is only right then.
Get on it. And then soak up the subsequent empowerment that it, whatever it is, can be done.
Going for a run is not organic and whimsical like it used to be. It requires the skilled precision, practice and focus of, say, a sniper or an Olympic athlete…click here to read the rest of this essay ay mamalode.com.
