Sunday Night Sadness

You ever feel so tired and drained that you just want to cry? My kids are sound asleep in their beds and I should be too, but the thought of going to bed without my hubby is making me sad. I want to postpone it as long as possible. I just miss him when he's at work even though I know I will see him after his 24 hour shift. Anyway, that's besides the point. Or maybe it's not. The baby will be 3 in December and can you believe that my hubby and I have not had a real date or a weekend away without the kids since the baby was born! How I long for some time alone with my spouse. It saddens me.

But I know all this hoopla is temporary. The kids will be older one day and then I'll miss them when they're gone. The grass certainly is always greener on the other side. I just need to accept my life NOW and go with it. I'm crying as I type this. I think this is the most personal I've ever gotten on this stupid blog! Forgive me. I hope it's just PMS.

I had a busy day today catching up on stuff around the house. I think the cause of this exhaustion was getting up at 5 a.m. to do a 12 mile run at 5:30-ish. I did 24 half-mile out and backs, to stay close to the house. It was kind of neat doing that. Went faster than I thought it would. Got it done at an average of 8:00/mile. I did 2 x 1 mile pick ups at mile 7 and mile 10. The first pick up was 7:03 and the 2nd pick up was 6:48. Miguel said not to go faster than an 8-min. mile except when doing the pick ups, and not to run the pick ups faster than a 6:40 mile.

Anyway, after the run it was just go, go, go for the rest of the day. I think the laundry in this house has a mind of its own because piles of it appear out of nowhere within a couple of days of me washing it all. Same with the dishes, and the baby's toys. And then we grocery shopped, and I hate to grocery shop. The day did come to a nice close when the kids and I went to evening Mass. The toddler is so good in church nowadays. Very mellow. :) Jumping ahead... as I tucked my older son into bed tonight he said, "Thanks for taking us to church, mom." I'm so glad he enjoys going! So does my daughter, even though she won't admit it.

I'm sleeping in tomorrow morning. Forget running at 5:30, for once. I'm gonna run at 10 a.m., and like it. My legs are tired, my mind is tired. I need some sleep. I've run everyday since June 1. I haven't been counting the days, but it's a streak for me. On the day I actually take a break from RUNNING, I might go into shock. That day is coming though, after the Half on Aug. 3, I'm going to enjoy some downtime from running and I'm going to be cross training a lot more until marathon training starts. Honestly, I can't wait!

I will say this, I really, really enjoy working with Miguel on all my training stuff. He is so knowledgeable and encouraging. I completely trust his coaching. It's funny, he literally will tell me in his notes on my training schedule, "You'll feel fatigued on this day because of the workout you did on such and such day," etc., and he's RIGHT! Or he'll predict the paces I will run based on a workout I did a couple weeks back and based on the rest I've gotten before the workout. He's always within mere seconds, or one second! I hope I keep up my end of the deal and live up to his expectations. I'm feeling pretty confident about it, and I'll certainly do my best.

I just have to get over this Sunday night sadness. Time for bed. It's 11 p.m. and this is the latest I've been awake in over 6 weeks! Thanks for letting me cry 'on your shoulders.'