I am a runner. I use the term loosely. I am a very casual runner. I am not a marathon runner like my brother. I am not devoted to a "streak" like my husband. I am a lunchtime, treadmill runner. I am very fortunate that my office park as a gym that is free for my use. I can get in and out in an hour. The hour prevents me from running very long distances and I am limited to 4 miles a run. But the lunchtime hour allows me to get my run in without taking any time away from my children. I don't have to get up early like my husband or workout late after the kids are bed because at that point, I am asleep too. I have a goal - 400 miles this year. The last month has been pretty crazy. I haven't had a lot of lunch hours to run. Work keeps getting the way. But I am still on track. I can occasionally get a weekend Sunday afternoon run in too when the chores and errands are done. I am not the fastest runner but I can push myself and I am slowly increasing speed. I walk when I want to and am proud of myself when I can get the 4 miles in without walking. But my running is something I can do for me. It's the small bits of "me" time I can still have without taking away from kid time.