I love being home. To me, nothing says "content" like a Sunday spent in my house with my little family. Napping, playing, reading, and just being together. The obligatory chores get mixed in with the fun, but such is life.
This is why the treadmill is a vital part of my running life. I never have to worry about fitting my runs in when I know the hubby will be home to watch the girls, or when the weather is right, or that I'm missing out on time with my family. I can get on the 'mill, the girls can come chat with me, or I can be a silent observer watching them play without them realizing that I am even watching.
Even though sometimes it is excruciatingly painful to run in place for miles, I'd much rather be home with my hearts.
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