I think I’ve reached it, the first plateau. That time when you reassess what you’ve said you’ll do, and wonder if you have the strength to do it?! Lack of time and tiredness are conspiring against me. It’s no wonder they call it plateau-ing out… as I am feeling quite flat. The one bonus for me is that I know I’m just flat, as opposed to down, but I do need some serious re-invigoration about now. I have all these things I’d like to begin to start raising money, and I seriously have no time left to wring out of my day. Believe me, I constantly try. I feel very frustrated that nearly 3 months on from my decision to begin this journey, I am back to running 5kms.
As I write this on Monday, I can’t even remember why I didn’t run on Friday afternoon, can’t give you a reason… and I am sure there was one, but my memory is bad at the moment. I think it’s the tiredness, and I also believe your brain is only capable of remembering a certain amount of “stuff” and when you reach that limit all the rest just falls out your ears. I know I had some viable excuse for turning my Friday night run into Saturday morning, but I can’t tell you what it was. I did get some quality alone time with CBoy and I decided to make us pizzas as he asks for them all the time. It’s a joke to him that when I ask “what do you feel like for dinner?” his response is always “pizza!”. He means the bought kind, but I had in my head for over a week now making one with BBQ chicken and roast pumpkin. It was yummy; but the quality time didn’t eventuate with him on the Xbox in one room, and me watching TV in another. Oh well, I did try.
Saturday morning arrived, early, as they all seem to. I did get to lie in until about 7.30am and then I knew the day was a-wastin’ away so I was up, first, again!! Teenagers must have the most delicious sleep ins… I am definitely jealous. Bed on Friday was late as MGirl was off at the Casino with all her netball besties for the end of season dinner. I had to collect them at midnight, they all looked gorgeous in there frocks! MGirl definitely has a much better social life than I do, but I guess that’s the way it should be. I felt like such a nana when I couldn’t go to bed at 9.30!
Up and appropriately caffeinated, I headed out on a run. I must say that my leg barely gave me a twinge; I still felt it slightly, but on a scale of 1 to 10 (10 being awesome) I’d have to say it felt like a 7.5-8. I think if I gently ease back into it this week, I might be A-OK. I kept the run short and slow, doing 5km at 5:39 pace. I could tell you it was deliberate, but the speed and get-up-and-go I felt on Tuesday wasn’t there. So slow and easy it was, and I am happy with the way my leg held up.
I met my girlfriend LGal for a breakfast at the local nursery, self indulgent and lovely. I didn’t even pay as it was her shout (apparently), a belated birthday present. The rest of Saturday was spent as per usual with multiple loads of washing, housework, and some ripping up of tiles. Hopefully the tiling can get done in two more lots and it will be done! Yeah. I can’t wait as it is such an eyesore and a reminder that it isn’t finished all the time you look at it. At least this time I was smart enough to cover everything in sheets, as the dust that the jack hammer makes sits on everything. Today, the sheets still sit covering the lounges, the TV and the kitchen island bench! I have a few more to rip up tonight, fingers crossed.
Somewhere in Saturday afternoon, I decided that I’d ride my bike on Sunday morning. I have been trying to make time for this for weeks now, and I thought with my leg on the mend a long bike ride was better than nothing. I really want to do a long ride once a weekend, as bike fitness crosses over quite well to the run and it is more exercise with no impact on my tired running body! I organised to meet GGuy on Sunday morning at 8am, late enough to stay in bed until at least just before 7am. We’d agreed to meet along the cycle path along Roe Highway, and as I rode past all these other, much closer, places we could’ve met I’d realised I’d gone the long way around!
It turned out to be a gorgeous morning, and I recalled how much I enjoyed riding my bike. It was windy though and I remembered how horrible the wind along the freeway was, as it didn’t seem to matter which direction you went in it always seemed to be into a head wind! It was still fun, and though my legs were weary at least the calves weren’t aching so I considered that a bonus. While I was out I sent a text to MGirl to remind her to get up for baseball training which started at 9.30am. I was quite surprised when I got home at 10.30am and found her car in the drive and her still dead to the world; sound asleep. I wish! I guess she needed the sleep and really deserved it as she’s been working so hard with end of year preparations for Year 12 exams.
Sunday afternoon was spent much the same as Saturday afternoon, but I did squeeze in a nap. By 2.30pm I was just exhausted and had a nice little sleep. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon making up for the fact that I’d slept! By bed time I was really tired. Two midnight nights, which is a time I don’t stay up to even for my own pleasure, waiting up for kids coming home from work and play is exhausting for an old lady. Still didn’t help though, as I didn’t get to sleep until after midnight on Sunday. I don’t know why, I just couldn’t get to sleep. I think I was fantasizing about having a 30hr/wk job, a loving and supportive husband, and far less stuff going on in my life. Then the alarm went off and it was into another working week.
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