I have a hard time coping when things are not just so.  I’m working on it.

For example, I wanted my first day of school to be perfect.  I’d go to bed early the night before, get up for an early run, review all my materials, have a great brain food lunch; perfect.  Do you think it all went down like that?  Actually, Adam stayed up super late studying for his first test of the year, and then we stayed up super later while he dominated me in Word Feud (Scrabble for cell phones).

This morning I hit snooze a billion times and lamented my lack of the “perfect” start to my school year.  Breakfast just might have been eaten on the couch…..naked……and consisting of a mini container of cookie dough ice cream.

But then I pulled it together and went out for a run.  It sucked, of course; I hadn’t fueled or stretched properly and it was way too hot.  I had to take so many walking breaks that my 2+ish mile “run” ended up taking 23minutes. 

But that’s ok.  I’m still proud of myself, in fact.  I did something, and that’s better than nothing.  And even though I walked earlier than I wanted, I didn’t stop until I reached my planned distance.  I’m learning not to be so all-or-nothing.

But I won’t be proud if I’m late to my first class, gotta scoot!