Hopping back on the wagon

Months ago, I promised to blog every day to celebrate the positive--in a way, to force myself to see the good things in my life. I failed. I'm not sure why, but I did.

But, now, I'd like to hop back on the wagon for a few reasons. First, this summer has given me chance to see that we really do have it good. I know it feels hard a lot of the time, especially during the academic year. But, the truth is, we have a roof over our head, meals on the table, money in the bank, and most of all, a beautiful little boy who is filling our house and our lives with contagious giggles and boundless energy. I never expected parenting to be simultaneously the hardest and most rewarding thing I'd ever do in my life.

Second, I'm really making a commitment to get my butt ( well really my whole body!) back into shape. I was reading through previous posts about training for the half iron--and I miss that. I miss pushing myself to accomplish something big. I'm lacking that in my professional life right now, and I need to diversify my personal life. I love being a mother, but I've been feeling too one dimensional for a while. I am making a commitment to put myself first every once and while. As Jeremiah says, "Be selfish. I'll let you know when you're crossing a line." So, there you have it. I'm going to be selfish for a while. I will get back into the damn Seven jeans. I will feel good about the way I look in pictures. I will feel sexy in my own skin again. It's going to take a lot of hard work and some compromises, but I am motivated to make it happen.

Thirdly (is that even a word?), we're not content here in NH and I feel negative a lot of the time. I need to find the joy in the little things--so that I can handle the big things without feeling overwhelmed and defeated.

So what's so good today? It's in the upper 70s and sunny. I had a great cup of coffee and the little guy didn't run into the street when he wanted to see the dog across the street. He reached up to hold my hand and pointed. It's so amazing to watch him learn things.

And on the fitness level:
Ran 3.4 miles/35:44 minutes. Not a great pace, but I'm getting stronger. The hills here are killer and certainly slow the pace. I'm looking forward to a flat run someday to see just how much fitness I've gained!

I'll be looking into running races for this fall--and some tris for next spring/summer. It feels good to be focused again.