A Lesson In Procrastination

So my goal for this week was to run 10 miles. I was off to a great start running a little over 3 miles on Sunday. That left me 6 more days to just run 7 more miles.  Well... life happened.  My husband was out of town from Monday morning to Friday night.  I was trying to clean the house out to get ready for a garage sale, which we desperately needed to have.  My daughter had her 4 year well-check appointment and got 5 shots on Wednesday morning. That was awful! She couldn't even stand up by the end of the day, wanting me to carry her everywhere and cater to her while she laid on the couch.  It was quite pitiful.  We had an afternoon birthday party to go to, grocery trips to make and so on.  It was a busy week!  To make things a little harder, I didn't have anyone here to watch the kids so I could go run, so the gym was my only option.  I went Tuesday and halfway through my workout, before I could get on the treadmill, my son had an accident and we had to go home.  We didn't make it back all week.  Saturday came around and I knew I had to run as much as possible.  I made dinner, made some healthy cookies for our weekly dessert, put the kids to bed and got ready to run.  It was 8:30, so I only had about an hour to run.  I took off thinking I'll just run until I can't run anymore.  1 mile past, then two, three and four... then dinner hit me along with a nice little cramp in my hamstring.  Problem was, I was still over a mile out from my house.  I pushed through it, though my pace slowed dramatically! It was getting dark quick, so I had to head home. I finished right at dark, running 5.53 miles.  The entire time thinking, why didn't I just make time to run in the middle of the week?  Lesson learned.  I ended up running almost 9 miles this week, so I now have a mile to make up for next week.  Procrastination is BAD!