Let me lay this down for you.
Sunday Night’s Events…
2:30 (AM) - Wake up. See the time. “Blah.” Roll over.
3:00 – Still awake? What’s with that? Weird.
3:30 – Ok. This is starting to get ridiculous. I am fully awake and just laying here. I feel like I’ve gotten 8 hours of sleep. How is this happening?
3:45- I cannot believe this. Today is going to suck.
3:46- Crap. Half marathon training starts tonight. Nothing like starting training out with a crap run…
(This is where things start to get a little twisted and my crazy starts to shine through.)
3:47- It’d be funny if I went now. I’ve got nothing but time. Hahahahaha….
3:48- That run is gonna suck soooo bad. I’m going to feel awful. If I were just a little crazier, I’d go now. It’s not like there’s anything stopping me.
3:49- Am I really considering this? I’m just wasting time laying here. And I’d probably get a better run in now compared to after work. It needs to get done. I can’t screw up my very first day of training (even if it is a distance I regularly run). That’d just be sad.
3:50- If I’m still awake in 20 minutes, I’m going.
4:15- I cannot believe I’m pushing in the code to the gym right now. Seriously? Well, at least I’m absolutely positive no one is on my treadmill…
Four miles. Day one of training. Check it off.
8:38 pace. All things considered, I’m pretty happy with that. And it was weirdly surprising how little I struggled. Because the thought did cross my mind- what if I’m tired enough to stumble and break myself on the treadmill?
Or maybe sleeping is just soooo overrated?
That is sarcasm. Sleep is important. Go get some.
As you can imagine, I was pretty wrecked the entire day at work. But was well aware of my state of being, so patience and calmness was overly practiced. You’re welcome, world.
A brightness in my day was lunch. Just like the last time she had a day off, Mon joined Jaime and I for lunch! Those two girls were craving breakfast and I was just craving food (living my life 4 hours earlier than usual resulted in me STARVING by noon). A little hole-in-the-wall diner was just what we needed.They got their breakfast. And I had this monstrous plate. Ordering anything “fish” at a diner is pretty risky unless you like it in fried stick form (which is a safe bet to be disgusting). My head wasn’t on straight when I did it. But this white fish? Maybe it’s the exhaustion/delusion talking, but it was really tasty!
I stayed away from the gigantic carrot slice (that is a carrot, right?). It just didn’t look right.
Can you believe they also gave me fries as another side? I took down the fish, but barely put a dent in anything else. Gotta love the diners- you do NOT leave hungry.
This was the first time Jaime and Mon ever met. Which is funny considering how much time I spend with the both of them. Good friends meeting other good friends is always so awkward. Will they get along? Do they approve of each other? I was all nervous like it was a first date…
Once I got home from work, it can be assumed I did nothing of importance. Other than self medicate. With wine.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. But I got the needed sleep.
So I’m officially done with day one of my St. Louis half marathon training. Only 11 weeks and 5 more days to go. Oh buddy…
When not able to fall asleep- are you one to roam around or just lay there? Usually I just lay there because it’ll only be *maybe* 15 minutes and I’m asleep again. But in Sunday night’s case, there’s an exception to every rule.