My family can always tell when I haven’t run for a few days.
Mommy gets a little less patient. Mommy gets snippy. Even angry. Then comes the mommy guilt. It’s a vicious cycle. I’m not proud of it, but it happens.
You see, I work with 13 year olds every day in a very demanding and often thankless job.
Then I come home to my beautiful, wonderful, sweet, loving, awesome, but also demanding, 3 and 5 year olds.