Once upon a time I was an athlete. I wasnâ€™t an especially good athlete but I did my fair share of 5K races and sprint triathlons. I worked out more days than I didnâ€™t and my yoga pants were actually worn to yoga classes.
And then I had kids (Miles, age 6, and Evelyn, who just turned 2).
And then I moved cross country for a big new job (goodbye Arizona, hello Iowa!).
And then I started grad school (Iâ€™ll be â€śDr. Wendyâ€ť someday soon, if all goes according to plan).
So the last few years have been exciting in many ways, but in the midst of all of these changes, the amount of time Iâ€™ve spent taking care of myself and my fitness has really taken a hit. This is something that was made very clear to me while I was snuggling with my son who cheerfully noted that he likes to lay on me because Iâ€™m â€śsoft, like a pillow!â€ť
Gee, thanks son.
The thing is that he isnâ€™t wrong. Iâ€™m pretty, well, squishy these days. I donâ€™t think I could run a mile if I had to and I sure as heck couldnâ€™t do a triathlon. While the fact that Iâ€™m basically starting at zero in terms of my fitness level is a bit discouraging, Iâ€™ve decided that now that life seems to be settling down a bit Iâ€™m long overdue to start spending some time taking care of myself.
It can be hard to make self-care a priority in the midst of all the demands of motherhood, but Iâ€™m also focusing on the fact that I want my kids to see me taking care of myself and growing up seeing that exercise and fitness are important.
So, Iâ€™m starting tonight by putting some air in the tires of the jogging stroller, loading up the baby and starting the journey back to being less pillow-like with some small steps.
As a mom, do you find it hard to make time for yourself?