My Crazy Rantings.
Okay, I have a bunch of crazy thoughts and ideas running around my head, so I thought my blog would be a good place to let them all run free.
First of all, I experienced a strange thing today. Sunday is my day of rest, and I should start by saying that I left it as that, but I could have done my run that is scheduled for tomorrow. I’m not sure how that would work out though (coach any feedback??). I didn’t run yesterday because of my sore back, so with that I have two rest days this weekend. After resting yesterday I easily could have run today, and I actually had the energy this evening. I wish I could have done my tempo run that is scheduled for tomorrow, but I didn’t know how my coach would feel about it, and so I didn’t do it. Now I’m a sad runner and instead need to drag my butt out of bed really early tomorrow morning so I can get the run in. Boo!
Next, I have been feeling a bit sheltered lately with my hubby going here, there and everywhere and I’m just sitting at home taking care of our babies. I also figured out that my hubby just puts all the things he is interested in doing right into our calendar, which makes me think he really needs to go to them, so then I sit at home feeling frustrated that I never get to do anything. So now that I know that I can start throwing everything I am interested in, right into our calendar too, so that our personal functions can fight it out in the calendar. So now I just need to find some things I want to do so that I can throw it in the calendar.
In addition to feeling crazy sheltered I feel like my husband doesn’t really understand just how much work it is to take care of two monkies all on your own, especially for multiple days. So I have this urge to flee and show him how much work it really is to keep both babies happy, clothed and fed, while not letting our house turn into a disaster area. So my idea is to run away in the summer! I will stop nursing before I go back to work, so I want to flee for a weekend after I go back to work. Ideally I’ll leave Friday morning and come home late, late on Sunday or maybe even Monday. Now I just need to find someone to go with! Maybe I’ll pick a random race somewhere and convince my RBF to go with me and count it as marathon training. We’ll see if I manage to pull this one off, since it’s so hard for me to leave my babies, and I don’t know if I want to leave them alone with daddy for that long. He’ll fill them with candy, let them wear the same clothes all weekend, and watch far too much television!
So there are my crazy ramblings. Trying to unshelter myself, wanted to run at night, and my hubby stealing all our calendar space!