What a week...what a week. Before I had kiddos, I was this put together, money making, hard working single girl. Holy, that girl is long gone, Batman! Adding Marathon training into the parenting mix has really thrown my whole ritual out of whack. I am always a step behind.
This week, I had running group on Wed. My coach lives close, so he gives me a ride downtown for the group. I forgot the release form, I forgot the check to pay him, and worst of all...I forgot my watch! I felt like a complete idiot at an interval training session without a watch:P
The next day was a swim day. Gather the kiddos together, and head to the health club. I get Miss Peach to her tumbling class, and The Little Man to playgroup. Finally a moment to myself. Off to the locker room I go to put on my swimsuit and head to the pool. What do I do? I lock my keys in the locker:o Now, I have to get maintenance to go into the locker room to cut off my lock! Really...am I this big of an idiot?!?
I just feel like there are so many times where I finally get the kiddos squared away, and my brain just shuts off. Maybe I need to buck up and set everything out the night before that we will need for the day (like I have that spare time laying around)? I don't know if I can be that uber-organized Mom? Maybe, I'm just too hard on myself...I really don't know?
I do know that I am nervous about tom. morning's run. We are doing a 12 miler at a forest preserve (10 mile loop, with hills and a 2 mile tack on the end of it). I need to remember my watch, my release form, the check, a towel...basically I need to set it all out tonight, since I have to be at the coach's place at 6:00am! I am nervous about it...and I can't show up like a chicken with my head cut off. Wish me luck...I'll let you know how it goes later:O