Before I started working out I had a really hard time convincing myself it was ok to take that hour or 2 to leave my kids at home and go to the gym. Before my second was born, I was working full time and just couldn’t imagine being away from my little man any more than I absolutely had to.
After the birth of our second, I cut back my hours to part-time, but now instead of sharing my time with work, I was splitting it between 2 children. It worked as an excellent excuse for me for a long time.
When I started working out on a regular basis, I still struggled with knowing I was not with my kids. I had a hard time not rushing home right after work on Monday nights to be with them after being at work all day. I had to fight the urge to go pick them up from my in-law’s on Wednesdays as soon as 5 o’clock rolled around. I tried to get up early in the mornings to go before they woke up, but I’m not an early riser and would just use that as another excuse.
Gradually I have found myself feeling a little less guilty about my workouts. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m getting some much needed me time, or if it’s because I know that these few hours a week I’m spending away from them now is buying me years with them in the future. All I know is, when 5 o’clock rolls around on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I look forward to shaking my butt off at zumba, and now on Tuesdays and Thursdays I’m looking forward to my WOD, and then I drive as fast as I can, safely, of course, to get home to my kids. They are one of the biggest reasons I want to get healthier, and I won’t allow myself to use them as an excuse anymore. They deserve better, and that is what I’m giving them.