Last Saturday, a week ago today, was my 14,119th time wakening up!! I had never, during any of my previous 14,118 times of wakening up decided to eat and digest a banana and then put on my runners to head out for a morning run.

With a new playlist on Spotify, conveniently christened Running, I set out on ensuring that I could run more than 10kms. During the week, when I did a lunch time run in UL, I had just about mustered it and was getting slightly nervous about the upcoming Marathon, albeit there are 6 months to go.

You can guess that I was very pleased when I finished my run at 15.69kms in 1 hour 46 minutes 38 seconds. That is the longest I have ever ran…… and it felt like an amazing milestone and achievement because I am not a runner.

The best part….. I wasn’t even that sore and went to the beach later that evening for a sandy walk in the sunset.

Soccer Mom

When I ran into that block wall last year, I hid away from some many things. One which was my family, my kids.

This is a regret, although a necessity during this time, that I can only really move forward from. I also believe that it is important to be honest and open about it. Don’t think I am the only one who had to do something like that for survival.

So now as I progress to finding happiness I have taken to ensuring that I play a more active part in the life of my three really wonderful little creations!!

My son thought it was enough that I attended one soccer match to call me Soccer Mom as well as thinking that I needed to stop singing and dancing because that was simply embarrassing. Even a few minutes ago he told me stop bopping with the glow sticks “mam there are people in the house”.

As for my middle lady, nearing 12, she is now at that stage where she doesn’t know if she is a little girl or a teenager. She is one of the kindest spirits I know and will always look after those around her. Bella and myself get on in so many ways and in particular when we dance!! She is not embarrassed. The other night we got to do some dance moves as exercise which had us both sweating!!

And then there is Emma, nearly and adult at 16.5 years…… With her I cannot keep up but we do have some great fun and when she stops growing out of the house for a few minutes we spend some amazing moments laughing, dancing, singing and looking at fashion. This week she even acted photographer taking some decent pictures of her mother. One of my favourites is after a long day at work to be able to throw myself on her bed where we chat about the day or look at some funny snaps!!

I feel I can make up for what I missed last year during all these moments…..

Now, time to feed the army of boys that have landed for the birthday bash! Have a great Saturday.