After last week’s half asleep rambles about exhaustion due to a baby that refuses to sleep, I was determined in my Type-A, control freak kind of way to make this past week completely different. In my mind, Baby O would sleep 10 hours a night, nap 2 hours a couple of times during the day and Fit Boy would sleep in until 8am.
I don’t think you need me to tell you that things didn’t quite go that smoothly.
It was much the same actually. Baby O was up 4-5 times per night, Fit Boy was up (ready or not) no later than 6am most morning and by the middle of the week, I got sick. Not too surprising but more of an added frustration. Still, I managed to do a 4 mile run and some core work this week. I start half marathon training in a couple of weeks and I can already foresee some changes because I haven’t been able to get the distance base in that I need to start the plan. I’m not too worried because I’m running strong when I am able to get out and I’ve been taking care of me as best as I can to ensure I don’t get sicker than is necessary.
This week, the plan is 3 days of running and I am this close to securing a babysitter AND a date to go swimming. Fingers crossed! I am beyond excited to hit the pool!
This is perhaps not the most uplifting of musings but don’t worry, I am by no means down and certainly not out. I’ve enjoyed the cuddles and playtime with my boys this week and I know I’ll be back out running very soon. So I will leave you with 2 of the reasons I do what I do, how I do it, when I do it and even when I don’t think I can get it done:
The gene pool strongly favors cuteness in my family