I walk, I run, I chase, I dodge, I occasionally hide in the bathroom for a breather…
Every week, I try to go for a walk at least twice. By “walk,” I mean put on actual shoes, leave the house, and not just pace around the kitchen staring at the coffee like it owes me answers.
But let’s be honest: I walk every day. A lot. Because I’m a teacher, and my students? Tiny tornadoes in cute socks. 🧦 I spend my days running after them, jumping when they jump, dancing when they dance, and occasionally doing mental gymnastics trying to figure out how anyone survived childhood without a full-time personal assistant. Spoiler: they didn’t.
Then there’s the running that isn’t physical at all. The mental kind. Chasing my goals like they’re a sale at Zara and I only have ten minutes to grab my dreams before someone else steals them. Parce que life doesn’t hand you anything — you have to chase it, negotiate with it, maybe even bribe it with coffee.
So yeah — I walk, I run, I chase, I dodge, I occasionally hide in the bathroom for a breather… but every single day, I’m moving toward something. Whether it’s a slightly less chaotic classroom, a personal goal, or just convincing myself I’m thriving while simultaneously Googling “how to nap in public like a pro.”
And the best part? Somewhere in all this chaos, I’m laughing. Mostly at myself. But hey — that counts as cardio too, right?
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next up: Episode #20 – Chaos Couture Fashion, kids, and life collide: wearing cute outfits while juggling sticky hands, paint explosions, and emotional meltdowns — all while trying to look like a functioning adult. ☺️🫠