Last night I posted this workout to Daily Mile which auto-feed to facebook. I know my settings allow this to happen but sometimes I forget my "audience" is completely different between the two social medias. After changing "the plan" to account for my tired legs which left me feeling a bit defeated, I received this comment about my run.
I took offense to it.
I didn't have two extra hours in my day. I chose to use two of the hours in my day for fitness/good health. Was that wrong? Were they somehow allotted to something else? Like maybe the laundry? Or playing with my kids? Or cleaning out my car? Those are all things I need to do. Was it "extra" to give myself two hours of my day?
Let's see how my Sunday hours were spent.
Times as an approximation.
I woke up around 6-6:30 a.m. when the super secret spy had to slip off to work.
Tried to keep S'ghetti girl and her sleep over friend quite so that LBM could sleep in. I spent some of this time looking up recipes for breakfast and lunch. I spent some of it shushing the girls to be quiet. I spent some of this time clenaing the cat box. I spent some sipping coffee on the deck in the fog. I guess that time was for me. But it only worked until about 7:30.
7:30 cuddle with LBM
7:40 LBM off to terrorize his sister and friend
7:41 in kitchen, cooking breakfast while LBM ran back and forth between me and his sister
8:00 while upstairs dealing with a sibling squabble, gathered laundry to start wash
8:15 found laundry in dryer, started to fold
8:30 realized I had been in the middle of breakfast, went back to kitchen
8:31 - 9:00 cooked, wash dishes
9:01 went to find kids, discovered (their) mess in living room, started cleaning it up
9:15 realized their breakfast was getting cold, went back to finding kids
9:20 found kids outside, got them in to wash up for breakfast
9:25 finally kids eat breakfast (no I didn't eat. I didn't want any breakfast. I cooked for them)
(sausage in pancakes on sticks with warm syrup, hashbrowns, fruit, cereal, milk and juice)
10:00 - 10:10 kids finish up and leave table, yell at kids to come back and clear table and clean up
10:15 - 10:25 wash more dishes, clean kitchen
10:30 S'ghetti girls' sleep over friend's gram there for pickup, girls beg for more time, talk sleep over friend's gram into a little more time
10:45 look up recipe for whipped cream icing, the super secret spy's favorite.
11:00 remember that I have to get the laundry done before we leave for PA, back up stairs
11:15 flip-flopped laundry, notice kid's bathroom is a wreck start cleaning it, LBM back and forth with complaints of non-inclusion in the playing fun
11:30 back down stairs, txt from the super secret spy about when he'll be home for lunch, more cooking, icing cake
12:15 super secret spy home, gather kids, sing happy birthday, lunch, cake and ice cream
12:45 have the kids gather S'ghetti girl's sleep over friend's things and we take her home
1:00 back up stairs, finish laundry, fold more, pack, load car, up the stairs, down the stairs 15x
1:30 final check of the house, bathroom visits, and on the road
because I want to drive 3 and a half hours
after gas stop, food stop we are finally back in PA
5:00 LBM fell asleep on the drive, unload car, unpack
5:20 LBM awake but grouchy, cuddle him on the couch while S'ghetti girl shows me her latest duct tape creations
6:00 clothes changed, movie set, snack for kids, kids playing, on the treadmill
2 hours and 22 minutes later
I had watched Vampire Diaries, negotiated sibling quarrels, retrieved unreachable toys, hugged upset little bug men, oohed and ahhhed over 3 new duct tape creations and traveled in one place for 16.5 miles.
8:23 peeled out of soaking wet running clothes and took a super fast shower
8:30 kid time: talked with the oldest and his girlfriend, played and read with LBM and
S'ghetti girl, helped the two little ones get ready for bed
9:40 S'ghetti girl in bed, LBM and I hang out and go through mail from the weekend, I try to cuddle/read/play quietly in his room to get him to go to sleep
in his own bed
but give in.
10:30ish LBM and I go to bed
10:45 finally get LBM to lay still and be quiet.
Was that 2 hours extra?
Did I somehow not give enough time to everyone else in my life?
Why do I feel guilty over that 2 hours simply because of that comment?
Should I stop feeding DailyMile entries to Facebook?
Am I just being too sensitive?
Maybe I'm still just a little tired.