Monday, August 18, 2008

Recovery

Good grief.

Is it seriously Monday already?

After what can only be described as Hell Week last week, I worked all day Saturday in private practice, and then had a 15-miler yesterday.

Needless to say, I was pretty wrecked.

The run? Not so great. But instead of beating myself up over it, I just thought, "Hey, last week the 1/2 marathon was your best, and some days runs just don't come together."

I think it was a mix of the severe lack of sleep all week, poor eating, and then the late start yesterday morning.

The late start put Cheese and I running between the hours of 10 and 1 (HOT) and in the middle of the throngs of humanity on the lakefront from the Air and Water Show (which kicked off at 11). When coupled with all the marathon training groups, regular runners, and families with stroller from all suburbs in Illinois, there was a lot of manuvering.

I didn't eat enough (or my normal) breakfast, and I also had a GU explode (somehow) all over my hand, so I was down some nutrition. We also looped the run, in an effort to avoid North Avenue beach (where people were shoulder-to-shoulder, faces pointed to the sky and certainly not aware of runners), so the normal running route was thrown off.

And I don't know about you, but I am a STICKLER for routine - so if something is off, like my nutrition, it can make for a long day.

And now it's back to work. Ugh. Cheese also left this morning, and the next time he returns, it will be to OUR new apartment. So Moving Day is on the horizon.

I am at the point where, with each day, I tell myself, "Just get through this day/week. Then it will be better." But then at the end of said day/week, I raise my head and still see so much work ahead of me. My motivation is starting to wane - for everything, really.

I feel like, in addition to training for this marathon, I am running this "life" marathon right now.

And this is certainly not a complaint - I mean, it would be worse - I work for the State, so the fact that my program might actually not get cut on this round of budgets negotiations is reason enough to be grateful.

I am just tired.

That is all.

7 comments:

Flatman said...

chin up, little one...

Alili said...

I hear you loud and clear. I am counting down to the man's graduation so I can (fingers crossed), get a new job. It's a crappy way to get through things.

Danielle in Iowa said...

This morning I was flying and this woman got on with two kids and made everyone rearrange their seats near me so that they could sit together She took her three middle seats and spun them into an entire row. (ahem, buy your tickets early enough so that you can sit together lady!). I thought to myself "Hmmm, Meg would be the perfect person to vent to about this."

Good luck getting all your work done!

Anonymous said...

i like the persepective you have-ellie

p.s. the HILLS start tonight! Pony up and get your ass over here even if you are a hater.

stronger said...

Get some good food, some good rest...and go watch the Hills with your sister. Then your life will feel completely normal again.

Borsch said...

I'm with flatman and stronger! Get some rest and hold that chin up. You are doing great!

Prin said...

(hugs)

Candy. That's the only answer, aside from running away, never to be heard from again.