I’ve been going non stop all week...kiiiiilling it in the gym. Like, can’t lift my arms or sit on the toilet hard 😂 and just swimming in the craziness of mommyhood with children who try and beat their “how many times can we fight in one day” record from the previous day 🙄
I was planning on using my husband/kidless day off to go extra hard in the gym and deep clean my house. I sat in my car for a loooong while after dropping the kiddos off at school pep talking myself into getting out bc I was 100% positive my butt would just fall right off if I stood up...and I started lecturing myself to take a break and relax. I’ve been drilling the importance of pushing myself so hard to reach my goals that it was really extra difficult to be intentional about rest. I spend every single day making breakfast, packing lunches, begging children to brush their teeth, signing homework, driving to school, driving to work, sitting in traffic, taking care of other people, planning dinner, cooking, cleaning up dinner, folding laundry, mopping floors, matching socks that I SWEAR have been eaten by my dryer, going to the gym, and trying to say hi to my husband before I crash and do it all over again.
I’m not telling you this for a “congratulations at doing life like the rest of us” I’m saying it’s SO easy to get caught up in being someone everyone else counts on that you forget to refill your own tank of gas.
.. STOP DOING THAT. 🛑 ✋ ..
So instead of squatting my way to a jlo booty all in one week, I came home, made myself a delicious breakfast, sat down next to my mountain of laundry and scheduled myself a massage......