I feel like I have been running on all engines for...well...who knows how long?...and to be quite honest, I am wiped.
Wiped...the F...out...is more like it.
And really, all I want to do is curl up, and hibernate...for...oh...about a decade or two. although I'd sure miss a lot of good stuff, wouldn't I?Nicole
's comment on my previous post kind of struck a chord with me...not necessarily a bad one, just sort of a 'wake up' one.
She said something to the effect of "You two are amazing." I'd just like to say...hardly
. The past few weeks training has definitely taken a back seat. Sure, I've made a few runs here and there...and been able to get in the saddle for a bunch of rides, but the swimming front...sheesh. Without looking at my schedule, I probably can't tell you the last time I was in the water. And for the most part, I'm okay with that (who knew that I could actually swim relatively
well...although this mini-hiatus is probably going to hurt my endurance in the short term, I'm not too worried about it since most of my long swims have been well over the half iron distance).
But honestly? Most days...most
days...friends and family and birthdays and jobs and fundraising and everything else is simply more important to me than getting that extra 30 minutes of intervals in...or those 1500 yards of drills in the pool.
It's just that I usually try to do it all. And for some amount of time, even if it's for an hour...a week...or a month...I can. Usually.
I guess I need to just build in some me time so I don't run myself ragged. I get so caught up in life, that I forget to stop and breathe. So it's gogogogogogogogogogogogoSTOP.
Take our schedule for the next few weeks...we're traveling later this week and weekend...and running the Shamrock Shuffle. And then we're in St. Louis...running a half marathon. And then we're back in Kansas City for a wedding. And somewhere in between, we'll be celebrating Mike's birthday (note to self...get on the ball with this one). And when we get back...we're about a month away from the first Triathlon of the season. The ridiculously hilly Galena Tri where you get to bike your way out of a canyon. And how many times have I done outdoor hill training this season? Oh yeah...NONE...BECAUSE MOTHER NATURE IS RUTHLESS AND IS DUMPING SNOW STORM AFTER SNOW STORM ON MY DOORSTEP. And on top of it all, it's like the greatest few weeks in college basketball...and I rarely miss a Kansas game (and by rarely, I mean...uhmm...1 or 2 in the past 5 years).
See what I mean? We plan all of this stuff and have absolutely no downtime. Ever (seemingly).
I really need to better improve my work-life-training balance. But most importantly...I need to remind myself that I'm only human...there are so many hours in the day...I can't do it all...and sometimes, something has to give.
Labels: Busy Busy Barbara, training...what training?