I was driving home from visiting my mom in the hospital, my mind a flurry of thoughts. I was worrying about my mom, thinking about how much I needed to do when I got home, trying to figure out what to feed the kids while debating the pros and cons of getting on the treadmill that night.
I started thinking about the runs I’d been missing, so naturally I started creating a plan to ensure I got all my workouts in the following week. Then I realized that I am terrible, selfish person. I have so many people that need me right now, and here I am worried because I’m not getting my runs in? Talk about needing to get my priorities straight!
I’ve written before about why it’s so important to keep running even when life has handed you more lemons than you’ll ever be able to make into lemonade. Somehow a year has gone by since I wrote about that and here I am with my proverbial plate overflowing with even more crap that life has thrown at me. I find myself wondering if maybe I wasn’t being naive, unrealistic, and selfish back then.
At times like these is it possible to run and not be selfish?