24 hours a day isn't enough....

Isn't that how every mom feels?

24 hours just aren't enough.

You make time to bathe, yourself of course.

The kid(s) too, I hope.

You cook, clean up, fold the laundry, wipe noses, tie shoes, and wipe that gunk off the floor....

Oh, and work.

Don't forget work.

And make sure you count the drive time.

Between all of that, or before it, or after it we are supposed to have time to make ourselves

 look like amazing women, who just happen to be able to multitask everything.

Yeah, right.

Lemme know if you have the secret to squeezing it all in.

I'd love to know.

Here lately I've been going to the gym before daylight.

Before the cries of my little people wake anyone else up...

Before the rooster crows and long before most people make coffee.

I like the gym at that time of morning.

It is reserved for those people who are serious.

About fitness, losing weight, lifting weight, or those just plain crazy.

I think I'll be plain crazy.

I mean, who wants to get up at 4:50 when their phone plays 'Fat Bottomed Girls?'

Thank you Freddie Mercury.

If I opt out of the early gym alarm I get the Glee version of 'Slave for You' later.

Thank you Britney S. Pierce.

Either way, my alarms make me laugh.

I'm still working on the stamina to get up at least 3-4 days a week to go to the gym before daylight.

I'm hoping that by next week I'll have it down to an art and I will not have to hear the latter of the songs...

I love reading other blogs about how people manage time.

I've been looking into how people seem to accomplish so much in so little time.

I've also been trying to realign my time and schedule so I'm doing what I deem important.

Spending time with my kids.

Doing the dang laundry.

Getting our home decorated.

Taking care of myself.

Cooking for my family.

This mom, she's got it.

Much easier for me to make it happen first thing.

That automatically makes it a priority.

I'm not doing the fitness/healthy thing because I wanna be a supermodel.

I want to be a mom that my kids admire.

I want to be a fun mom who can have fun with them.

No guilt for me there.

I know that my kids are okay.

My husband is okay without me.

And quite frankly, who's to say that God would gift me tomorrow?

I know they are going to be okay without me.

I have to tell hubs I'm planning to go.

He gently nudges me to get moving in the event that he has to hear Freddie sing two verses...

It is that nudge that helps me realize that he too, wants me to reach my goals!

Well, that and he doesn't want to hear Freddier sing another verse at 4:50 a.m.

Listen to my body.

It says MUCH nicer things when I exercise than when I don't.

The end.

So, my gym time is important for me.

And my kids.

And the husband as well.

I'll be making time for it.