So as my fitness journey continues and I carry on racking up the miles I find I’m enjoying it more and more. I look forward to walking and will walk as far as I can in the time I have walking at least once a day. This is still alongside my regular kettlebell workouts at home, working 3 days a week, being a Mum and wife, keeping social engagements and remembering birthdays and anniversaries. So today I’m thinking when does life get too busy?
When do we say enough is enough I’m going to stop trying to keep in touch with so many people all the time and just see who comes to me? When we have so many balls in the air how often do we feel like at some point they will all come crashing down? When I find someone who deserves my time I give generously whether in person or via text or phone. I try my hardest to remember special events and birthdays and will always make an effort to celebrate these as much as my budget allows but when you have so many plates spinning when does it all just become too much?
Trying to be a good friend, who exercises and is aiming to achieve her own goals can I really be the best mother I can be? When I find I haven’t read the school book all week but instead I’ve taught T the value of money by setting her small chores which she enjoys doing to earn pocket money in the schools eyes am I not doing enough for her education? When we have walked the dog together or gone for a bike ride, when I’m remembering to clean her ears, washing her hair, taking nail varnish off her toes and listening to her day I have always got a part of my mind on other things. It could be writing the virtual shopping list in my mind, planning the chores I will do when I have my day off, trying to remember what meat I need to defrost for tomorrow’s meal or trying to plan new and exciting things for everyone’s lunch boxes!
I often think if my mind wasn’t so busy maybe I would just enjoy the moment more and feel less tense. Am I wrong trying to keep all these balls in the air or is this just life when you get to my age? Now I’m a grown up all married with a child is this just how it goes? Now my friends are all in similar situations so I know I’m not alone as planning get togethers and playdates takes military precision and is usually weeks in advance so I’m pretty sure everyone has multiple balls when it comes to motherhood but when you add in a work life balance, trying to fit in a new hobby and keep in contact with everyone important to you on a regular basis has everyone’s life just become too busy these days?
What ever happened to a friend just popping in for coffee or being able to text a few different people knowing at least one of them would be free for a catch up? Don’t get me wrong I love to have plans but on the other hand I often think if we upped and moved somewhere far away where I could walk in the hills all the time and knew no one would I feel less swamped or more lonely? My life seems to be zooming along in a haze of happy memories and cherished times but sometimes I just feel like I don’t have time to really sit back and appreciate it all.
I’d love to hear your thoughts,
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