Yesterday I intentionally turned my early alarm off for the gym, which was the only time I could get there for the day. Worked on a beautiful Saturday, while my babies were enjoying the sunshine with friends and a lot of my friends were running the Color Run 5K, that looked like a blast. I came home with great intentions of getting things done around the house before Mr. Coburn came home from work and lost all motivation the moment I arrived. Had grand plans of doing some type of workout at home, so I didn't end up with an unintentional off day, didn't happen. You get the picture.
Why do we beat ourselves up in this way? As a woman, wife, mother and a list of other titles by the end of the day, it's so easy to get caught up in everything we "should be" instead of being proud of being what we truly are, right at that moment. Don't get me wrong, there are days I feel like Super Woman. The days I manage to get up for a 4:30 workout, shower and actually do my hair and make up and get the kids to school without rushing. Work, ball practice, dinner, baths and even find the energy to clean the kitchen before sitting down for the evening. Even more days where about half of that happens, but in a much crazier stressful way. But days like yesterday show their ugly face here and there, and knock me to my knees.
For whatever reason I tend to wake up the next day refreshed. Ready to make today everything that yesterday wasn't. Today I've enjoyed a slow cup of coffee watching cartoons in bed with my babes. There's nothing I can do to go back and redo yesterday. It happened, and unfortunately is part of life. It's not all rainbows and perfection. Who knows how today will end up, hopefully better than intended.
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