So I sort of fell off the face of the earth after Monday’s race recap. I think I may have been social media-ed out after this weekend.
Actually, life just got insane. Lots of extra stuff going on at work, trying to squeeze in training where I could. It was busy. I’m hoping for a nice, relaxing weekend. With some nice, easy training. I’m not complaining – it’s been an awesome week. Lots of problem solving at the office (problems not of my making, so I come out of the situation looking gooooood). But it’s all exhausting.
I actually do have a bigger blog post brewing after Coach had to talk me off the ledge last week. But that’s going to take some time to get written up. Maybe after I actually get some sleep.
Part of my plan last night was to sleep. Around 3:00, I just wanted to put my head down at my desk and nap. Sadly, not an option, plus I’d probably end up talking in my sleep and telling my coworkers my deepest, darkest secrets. But I had swim practice. I wasn’t going to go. Then I was. Then I wasn’t. But then I realized that I needed to go. I have a triathlon in less than a month. I also needed the workout. I joked that I might just grab a raft and float down the lanes, but I knew I needed to show up.
And I’m glad I did. Thankfully, it wasn’t a sprint workout, so it was lots of long, easy distance. That’s great practice and good for a body and brain that are a little worn out. So I just need to remember this feeling. Sure, sleep would have felt good, but showing up felt even better.