When I was living with my parents, I could run every evening if I wanted to. I used to think that if there's a will, there's a way. Anyone who says they have no time for exercise is merely making excuses!
I would have to take back everything I've said. Given my current circumstances, I am struggling to find time to slot in my regular run. Well, I could wake up at 5am to run but at this moment, waking up at 5.40am is already proving to be quite a struggle.
I am beginning to realise how spoilt I was at my parent's home. I used to retire to the room right after dinner as the household chores are efficiently taken care of by the domestic helper. I would be in deep slumber by 10pm, waking up in the morning feeling refreshed.
Now that we're on our own, I would be lucky if I had showered and finished doing laundry by 10pm. Some people say running before bedtime can be very therapeutic but I'm not so keen to be out pounding the pavement in the quiet neighbourhood late at night.
It almost seems like running has become a distant memory. Maybe I'll try to sneak in some time to run tonight while YK is having tuition at home. That calls for a light dinner earlier in the evening. Less cooking means less washing and cleaning up. Sounds like a good plan. See, it's not that hard afterall.