Harrison and Libby had been so great the first two weeks that I had not foreseen the multitude of ways they distracted me from accomplishing my weekly routine this week. Being that they are of the ages four and nearly one year old, I can not blame them, and I don't, but this was a tough week.
If you look at my workout schedule, you'll see the million and one commitments I've made towards my goal to get healthy. Unfortunately, when I dive into something, everything else goes to the wayside. As soon as I have a goal in sight, my peripheral vision goes dark, and all I see is the one thing that drives me for that particular moment. After two weeks of this undeniable focus, the "trance" broke, and I realized our house was a disaster.
The things that shook my focus were a series of fortunate and unfortunate events. We celebrated Harrison's fourth birthday, and I ate chocolate cake, and it was Good. Then, Libby and Harrison were sick with fevers and stomach bugs, and I stayed home to nurse, spoil, and tender them back to good health. In fact, the only two classes I went to this week were my "Get Fit Club" classes. They kicked, pummeled, pulled, and cracked me into muscular hangovers the following mornings.
Now that Harrison and Lib are doing better, I'm really looking forward to getting back on track. However, the intensity has dulled for my benefit. I'm praying for God to keep me where I need to be and to keep me balanced and aware of not only my journey to better health but my duties as a mother, wife, and homemaker as well.
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