Limits

Sometimes, its hard to tell when you are reaching your limit. This morning, we woke up and ate breakfast and got dressed as usual. But we couldn’t find Sam’s gloves. The bus came.

We both panicked. I carried Sam across the street in my sweat pants and bare feet. 

Just in time to have the bus pull away. 

Back inside the house, Sam cried. Then, Ariel cried. Creating an organic alarm clock for Randy, who got up quietly and with class. 

One thing I’ve learned in grad school is to validate the feelings and the whole upset will pass much quicker. “Its disappointing to miss the bus, but we can drive in the car and not miss school.” Rather than previous things I would say, “Its not that big of a deal!” Because you can’t talk someone out of the way they feel. And, really, why would we want to?

An important thing for me has been realizing when I’m too tired to remember the things that work.

In running, its all about stretching yourself to the limits and growing stronger. The trick is knowing when you need a break. 

Anyway. I need to do some exercise. I’m not feeling like 1 degree running, so I will do the elliptical in here. Hugs! Terra