Worn out

This morning, I managed to hit my snooze alarm for an hour.  Only 40 minutes late to work though, so I consider it a win.  So what if I didn’t shower?

(Side note – I showered after last night’s run, so I’m still clean.  Really.)

Then I couldn’t remember the name of my blog so I could post this entry.

Going to be one of those days, I think.

Last night, I ran 8 miles on the treadmill.  The schedule called for 10, but seeing as I’ve been slacking as of late, I didn’t want to overdo it.  So 8, then a rest day today, then 20 tomorrow.  Thank goodness Jen is willing to run the last 10 with me.  Because I am absolutely dreading this run.  It’s just not going to go well.  But it’s one of those things that has to be done if I want to feel prepared for January’s marathon.

I’m mostly disappointed in myself.  Last year, I was so on with my training.  I really worked hard and I felt ready for the race.  Sure, the race itself didn’t go well, but that was no one’s fault.  I did everything I could to be ready.  This year? Not so much.  It doesn’t help that I’ve gained a bunch of weight.  It also doesn’t help that work has gone insane and I’ve been putting in so many more hours than I was at this time last year.

I’ve already decided that I’m not running a marathon in January of 2015.  I know a lot of people will be running Goofy that year, as it’s an anniversary year, but I need a fall of not marathon training.  I haven’t touched my bike in months.  Nor have I been to the pool.  And I’m tired.  I just need a break.

Who knew that going back to triathlon training would constitute a break?