I should have title this post Confessions of a Slacker Mom.  Based on the events happening (or not happening) around here, it is certainly more fitting.

Whenever I try to juggle it all, inevitably something falls to the waist side.  Lord knows I can’t afford to let any more things fall to my waist and why I hate it when I miss a day for the #aMAYzingabs challenge.

I’m up to about 140 crunches now, but that’s when I actually do them.  I’ll skip a day or two a week due to one thing or another.  I made it through consecutives days from mid-April to Mother’s Day and then somehow fell out of routine.

And I’ve been so tired.  Why is that?  The heat?  Lack of a multi-vitamin?

Then, there’s my moms group.  Over the past year, I’ve really slacked off from my duties as an organizer and my group has suffered for it.  Since the birth of Little Lion Man, I’ve been physically and mentally absent from the group for personal reasons (anxiety and post-partum depression).  Thankfully, things are better now and I’m back in the game by showing up to events, hosting events again and stepping up to fulfill my role as lead organizer.

But when I leapt back into my mommy group organizer role, my poor blog wasn’t hopping.  I’ve been a little behind on the blogging lately.

And of course, I’m still trying to run in the midst of all this chaos and madness.  I’m tracking well for the Joggermom Marathon with 22.4 miles completed this month.  Oh if only I really tracked my runs in the excel spreadsheet, like Joggermom requested.  See, I’m a total slacker.

However, I did remember to take a photo this morning.  I just wish it was a better one.  A better run that is, not a better photo.  See what I mean?  Total slacker.

I’m also a Suncoast Strider slacker.  Apart from races, I haven’t run with the Striders in ages.  I seem to only make it to the food related events, like the post-race breakfast last Saturday after Miles for Moffitt (more on that in another post).

And, of course, on top of it all, I’m trying to be the best mom I can be because that is my number job after all.  Although sometimes I feel like I ignore my kids between keystrokes with blogging, tweeting and all the social media.

Which reminds me of a great quote from Toni Morrison: “When your child walks in the room, does your face light up?”

Does it count when they bring me a beer?  Probably not.

*Proudly submitted to Stacy Uncorked, because when I blog about my training, it’s usually pretty random.*