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The struggle is real. By the time we get to Thursday. I’m fresh out energy, both mentally and physically. Life as a hockey parent can be freaking exhausting. Through the week, we run from the morning drop off at the bus stop, to work (pit stop at Dunkin), get the kids, head to the rink, teach Zumba, conquer homework, try to get in a workout and coerce the kids to shower before bed. Rinse repeat day in and day out.
By the time we get to Friday, sleep deprivation is hitting its peak and our energy is hitting its low. The exhaustion is all encompassing, yet we press on. We derive our inspiration from our kids, while our energy comes courtesy of perpetual coffee. We should likely have stock in Dunkin’ and Starbucks. Any hockey mom that’s been around for more than a season knows exactly where to find her favorite coffee near every rink.
Notice how I say we because I’m fairly certain that I’m not alone in my craziness. It’s not just me… Seriously…. Ask any hockey mom or day and they’ll tell you. As I left work today, I let out a smile as I realized this weekend’s games were home! Winner, winner chicken dinner! The realization that I don’t have to drive to Tampa this weekend was almost transcendent. Of course at this time of day on a Thursday, I’m looking for any win.
I headed home feeling a bit uneasy about life and my path. Its easy to feel that way when exhaustion fits in. Thank god for my beautiful, energetic and incredible Zumba girls. These ladies rock my world (not that way you pervert) and always bring a smile to my face. There’s nothing like a great workout to clear your head and remind you how great life truly is. Thank you endorphins!
Closing out my Thursday with a rocking Zumba class is the best way to launch myself into productive and happy Friday. Not every moment in our life is picture perfect. Moreover, there will be times in our lives where our progress doesn’t align with where we envisioned ourselves. That’s okay. So maybe you’re not where you want to be professionally or personally, who cares. Ultimately the control over where you land is with you and only you.