A lot of people ask me how I find time to run. It’s simple. I don’t find time; I make time. Every run has to be scheduled into my day, around work and around family. There are some days that this means getting up at 5:30 in the morning and running in temperatures colder than 20 below and others when I head out the door after 9:00pm. I love running in the summer because, as a teacher, I have more flexibility and can schedule other activities around when I want to run.
Last Saturday, as on many Saturday mornings, I headed out for my long run before my husband and boys got up. When I got home, things were different; I was greeted with panic by the other early riser. “Where were you?” the littlest dude asked. “I thought you were kidnapped!” I promised that if I left again when he was asleep that I would leave a note telling him when I would be home.
This weekend, I made time for my long run on Friday night as Southern Ontario faced a heat warning all weekend. This meant that I would avoid the worst heat but would also have more time for the boys on the weekend. On Saturday morning, with Dad and the boys still asleep, I was heading out the door for a short run, when I suddenly remembered: “I promise I’ll leave you a note or my running clock.” I set the time for 10:15, left the clock at the bottom of the stairs and headed out the door.
When I got home, I was later than expected but things were okay. The littlest dude saw my note, his brother was up with him and not a word about my absence was mentioned. I was off the hook.
It is only a matter of years before this scenario will be reversed, when my sons are out at night (not morning) and I will be wondering when they’ll get home. Right now, I’m loving these years when they are looking out for me.