Eat, Work, Sleep, Rinse And Repeat

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As the photo suggest, there are now 50 days till Tupelo Marathon. If you’ve spent any time with me on here you’ll know that I have no concept of time so for the last week or so I’ve been all like, “I’ve got plenty of time.” Now I’m just like, “Holy Crap Batman, I’ve only got 50 days!” It’s still a good ways out but it’s not 15 weeks out. Nervousness I guess is a good thing to some degree, it keeps me moving and pushing forward.  The only thing is, it’s a constant barrage of thinking about running. Am I eating enough, am I eating too much, did I sleep enough, are the shoes still good? What will I wear, is my watch still working? Am I running enough? Am I running too much? It consumes me.

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Also, sleep has not been my friend. In fact this morning I feel hung over. I feel drunk!! The problem with that, I haven’t had a drink in 24 hours! I’m just sleepy. I have to have 7 hours of sleep and the the total of sleep for the last two nights is 8 hours.  The real culprit is I think I’m 21 and can stay out all night with friends and  still wake up at stupid thirty and not feel the effects. I was wrong.

You see, last night I went out with my best friend in the whole wide world who is in town just for the night. We haven’t seen each other in years so we stayed out just chatting and I completely lied to myself saying “You can do this. You can stay up talking all night and then run in the morning.”

I was wrong. Very Wrong. See this couch with this comfy blanket?

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I snuggled up to it at 5:15 this morning fully dressed to go run but the Sandman took me out and this is where I landed. I also knew I was in trouble when I realized I was sitting on the couch with my running shoes in hand and sleeping upright. Not good. 

Oh did I mention I have a triathlon tomorrow morning?!? I’m nervous excited.  I know that the results won’t be great but I feel strong and ………………I’m not sure what else. I’m just ready to do this!!

And let the Rocky music start…………..now!

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