So, in keeping up with my New Year’s resolutions…in particular, the one about exercising one more day this year than last, I jumped on the library bandwagon and into the 100 day challenge. The goal: to do some sort of physical something for 30 minutes a day for 100 consecutive days. Easy enough, right? I was thinking so…until my schedule got insane.

And by insane…I mean just as busy as everyone else…running from one thing to the next, always feeling one step behind and always missing at least one thing I was supposed to be doing or taking somewhere. Everybody does this, right?

My workout schedule is usually a little hectic, but I can manage it…with the wonderful help of the hubs – who willingly gets the kids ready for bed EVERY night without complaint. Yes, ladies…I said WILLINGLY. He’s all mine…you can’t have him.

You’d usually find me at the gym Mondays from 8:15 until 9:15 p.m., Tuesdays and Wednesdays from 1:15 until 2:00 (sometimes with an extra weight session on Tuesday nights with the workout buddy), Thursdays from 5:15 – 6:00, and Fridays from 2:15-3:15.

Thursdays got a little crazier recently when I signed up for the Waverly Police Department’s Citizen’s academy. This is a 10 week class all about what happens behind the scenes in the WPD. It is AMAZING. I love every minute…but it took away my time to workout on Thursdays…and I knew i wouldn’t feel like starting my workout at 9 p.m. (or later…depending on when class lets out).

So…long story short…had to come up with a different plan. I am not a quitter…so making Thursday a rest day was not an option – at least not until this 100 day challenge is over. I now workout Thursdays at lunch. I get an hour for lunch, but by the time I change into workout clothes, do about a half hour of exercise, and change back, the hour is pretty well gone.

This Thursday, a friend and I ran outside. I’m so excited that spring is happening and we can get outside and up our Vitamin D intakes…but we only had time/the course only took us 27 minutes. I had honestly planned to come home after class (which ended at 9:40 last night) and do another 15 minute ab workout, but came home with a headache instead. So, that was out.

In trying to decide what is enough…I find myself asking…does these 3 minutes define me? Did I fail? Technically yes.

Nathan, being the man of sound judgment that he is, suggested I round up. I love him. I wish letting it go was that easy.

I just want to do everything I absolutely can to meet those goals I set…no matter how lofty.

So as I sit here thinking about failure and what it means…I also find myself asking…since I did way more than 30 minutes today (and most other days) can I just count that?

I guess I will just attempt to be content knowing that I did something yesterday…and tomorrow gives me an opportunity to do it better. Bring on Day #61.