Running is totally my stress release.
Last Thursday and I hadn't been out of the house since the Sunday before. I had my 2 kids, of course, 3 daycare kids, plus Jeni. I was pretty overwhelmed when 5:45 rolled around and I was expecting the kids to be picked up. It's a hard time for them to leave because I feed my kids dinner at 5:00, do baths at 6:00, and they go to bed at 7:00. The daycare kids' parents want them to eat dinner at home, which is fine with me, but it's always a little awkward when I feed my kids, so I usually feed the day care kids too. So, after a long busy day and dinner, I was really ready for the kids to leave at 5:45 like their parents said. They weren't picked up until 6:00. Every minute after the time the parents say they will arrive seems like an hour to me. I don't mind watching them at all, but when the time comes that the parents said they would pick up the kids, I expect them to leave.
So, when the parents did arrive, I saw something that made me upset and I just had to get out of the house. All I could think about was how much I wanted to go for a run. Luckily Devin was already home, so as soon as the kids were picked up, I got my running clothes on and left. I ran about 3 1/2 miles and loved every moment. My lungs felt so good, but my left knee and right hip were hurting. I didn't care. I just kept going because I needed that time to myself.
I absolutely love running.