Sunday, February 24, 2008

Starting Fresh

Today is a new day. The sun is out. The air is warm. I feel so so good. I have climbed out of my sleep deprived fog. Wow. I missed a whole week! I went to bed at 10 p.m. last night and woke up at 8:00! Ten hours of uninterrupted sleep. I can't believe how much I've been missing! Now that I feel good, I realize just how bad I felt. I am ready to conquer the world!

My weekend was pretty eventful. Here's a recap: I knew I had to swim Saturday morning. I hadn't been in the water since my big workout on Wed and Sat. is my day to get a full hour without rushing back for my hubby to get to work. He grimaced when I said I was going because he admitted that he likes it better when I sleep in with him on Sat. I felt guilty. He also knows that I never sleep in on Saturday. If it's not swimming, it's biking or running. I do that so I won't take away more hours of the day from our family. I figure it's more efficient to knock of 2 hrs while they're all sleeping. I guess it's that tricky balancing act. Which is better? Missing that time in the wee hours with hubby or time with all 5 of us? I don't know. It's a work in progress.

I went to bed early on Fri and slept fairly well. But, at 4:00 I woke myself up coughing and gagging some more. Before I knew it, the alarm was going off and it was time for my 45 min drive to the pool. Ugh. I did it though. I poured my giant mug of coffee and headed off. I was proud to keep my routine despite my total exhaustion. I had this sinking gut feeling though.

And I was right. The pool was dark. It was closed. "Try me week" at the Y and for some reason, the early bird swim on Sat was off. OMG!!!!! I did a U-turn and headed back home at 6:15 a.m. I almost cried.

What would I do? Go back to bed. Nope, too late. The kids would be up. We were planning to ski. I did what all addicted-to-training triathletes do. I hopped on the treadmill and started running my ass off. I ran hard and I ran long. I ran hills. I ran and ran and ran and tried to get my "anger" out. You see, whenever it becomes a serious pain for me to "find water" I start resenting where we live. I live in my husband's home town. It's beautiful here and it's home to me now, but it's missing a lot in my mind. We live here because his business is 2 miles from our house. Can't beat that. And since he works and I stay home with the boys, well, I can't complain either. But I do. Sometimes. I can't stand that I have to bust my butt to find a pool. Swimming has always been my passion and this is tough on me at times.

So, anyway, I ran hard. He came down the stairs after 15 minutes and "arguing" with my son whether or not I was home. He was horrified for me too. He knew. They left me alone to run and run and run.

I rallied after and decided to move on. Of course. It would be silly to dwell on all the reasons I was upset by my morning. That's the rational part of me talking. The emotional part of me continued to dwell.

We headed to Sunday River to ski and had a blast. I was so tired but you know, it was ok. It was warm and sunny and the kids skied so well. My 3 year old is headed for the Olympics one day I think. He is already so skilled it's amazing. I guess that's what happens to the youngest of three. They're just ready to go from watchign the others. His quote of the day, "Daddy, when I'm a grown up, I want to groom." :) He said this as we skated by the big snow cats. Pretty ambitious I'd say!

We got home at 4:00 and again, I did what all addicted-to-training triathletes do. I hopped on the bike. I was still feeling sorry for myself for missing a swim so I rode hard. My legs were pretty well shot after that 20 mile jaunt. Time to stop for the day.

Today was the glorious day that I started describing at the onset of this post. We have been busy with all sorts of activites. My kids had class at church, I fed the boys lunch, made a birthday card for a party with my 6 year old, Mark ran, I took Tommy to the party, I ran a fantastic 8 miles in the sun, we folded laundry (yes, WE! I had HELP!), we wrote party invites for Nick and now we're goign to make dinner while my oldest is at soccer! Never a dull moment. But I have energy! I can see straight! I am realizing how very much I missed last week while in the sick sleep deprived fog. If I had been with it, I would have known that swim was cancelled. Unlike last week, this was my fault.

I won't let it happen again!

Here's to a good night's sleep everyone!


Marni said...

sorry about your sat. morning. You did the right thing by jumping on the treadmill. there is always another day. I hate to drive so I think I would have cried my eyes out if that happened to me. At least you come from a swimming background :) Keep up the hard training!!!

IronMatron said...

Oh Ange! That's so annoying! I'm glad you got in two hard workouts and some skiing, though. You are going to be an animal come this summer!

I agree the whole getting up on early on sat. morning thing is a problem. But I think my hub. would be even MORE bitter if I took two hours in the middle of the afternoon! Getting up early never gets easier, though, does it?

Michelle said...

Thanks for stopping by : ) I've had that happen to me with the pool being unexpectedly closed after I got up early on a Saturday morning. It is incredibly annoying. Glad you got all your anger worked out later in the day. And holy cow - you swam 7000 yards????!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Bummer about the swimming...I hate when that happens!

Great workouts, and busy family time! Glad you slept well, too :)