Whether you think you can or you can't you're right

This week was a struggle to see how I'm going to make it all happen. How to fit in running into an already packed week. How to take time for myself when my kids need so much right now. It really made me think about a couple things. I mean what changed this week that was so much busier than the week before [insert eye roll to myself]? Aside from some extra days teaching snowboarding nothing changed. Just my mindset.

I flew home Wednesday after teaching to strip down...yes I literally just ran in a sports bra because I didn't have a short sleeve t-shirt on and it was way too hot for a long sleeve in the office/treadmill room...and hopped on the treadmill for a few quick miles before kid pickup. I began to think as the miles clicked off that my mindset for the week was already I can't get my miles in. I can't get a long run in. I can't...I can't...I can't... That spiraled to my running is doomed, I should probably just quit and not run anymore and just mom it for awhile and give up on everything...blah, blah, blah, woe is me. So no a quick 30 min treadmill run isn't going to be the run I need to finish a 100 this year. But before that I had been on my snowboard for 6 hours...and that time on feet will help. That slight shift in mindset to the day not being a waste and that I had gotten a run made all the difference.

It got me thinking...I know never a good thing. But really nothing changed. The day didn't get longer. Dinner didn't magically make itself. Nothing. Just how I viewed the day. And the thing was after I got in that run, which wasn't even much, I felt like I had accomplished something. Like I could magically get dinner on the table. Spoiler alert...somehow I did get dinner on the table that night. I haven't gotten in all my runs since then, but I've gotten in a lot more than I've missed. I'm also beginning to think that if the snow ever melts I just might have a shot at getting back in running shape.

The boys are still obsessed with skiing. Its been awesome to see them progress this winter. I'm so proud of James. 5 hour lessons are no joke and he handles them like a champ...right up until he passes out in the car as soon as it ends. And because we seriously live in an amazing town...James' afterschool program went to a talk on how to talk to and interact with people with disabilities. How amazing is that?!?! We also ended the week with Ellie getting her first taste of Mexican...and she's a true Pritchard! Not much greater than rice, beans and chicken!


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