(That quotation is courtesy of Gretchen Rubin and The Happiness Project–read my review.)
I have the power in me to do anything I want, but I can’t do everything I want.
No matter how hard I try.
There’s just not 36 hours in a day, though sometimes I forget this, and sometimes I forget my natural proclivities. (Like, no matter how hard I try, I’m just not a morning exerciser, most of the time.)
So, it’s okay…
…that sometimes the laundry stays on my chair for a few days before I fold it
…or the dishes, in the sink, before I put them away.
…that sometimes, when I order takeout, I still eat the whole damn thing, even if it’s actually enough to last three meals.
…that I might not make my goal of 2:00 for my half-marathon this weekend.
…that I’m nervous about running half-marathons back to back to back (because, really, that is kind of a lot.)
…that sometimes I feel a little overextended–so long as I recognize this and do something about it.
…that I don’t always cook, just as long as I cook most of the time, or even just more than I used to.
…to have frozen pizza for dinner sometimes (it is “healthy” pizza–Amy’s)
…that on top of…
…trying to be extra awesome at work because my company got sold
…co-chair a committee that does all of the PR and social media for an organization of 3,000 women
…write a blog that I’m really, really proud of
…training for three half-marathons
…trying to have a little fun in this crazy city
…that I am having a hard time making those nutrition classes a priority on top of all that and will likely end up dropping them 🙁
And it’s still okay…
…that I’m still single (although, hey, if you know a nice guy ;))
…that I’m still a little forgetful sometimes
…that I’m still a little disorganized
…that I haven’t blogged my way to a book deal yet.