I do the school run running. It’s efficient, and it’s a great way to squeeze my run in to my day.
But there’s one big drawback: I’ve lost my private, quiet time.
Running used to be special time just for me, myself and I. A time do do something just for me. A time to NOT be the mom, and just be me.
When I take the kids to school, I’m still a mom. A mom who’s running, but a mom nonetheless. And I miss the solitude of running on my own. Especially since my two sons insist on telling me all about Pokémons and Minecraft.
And that’s where the silver lining comes in. Listening to their stories, makes me run faster.
Just so I can escape their stories.
