Saturday was supposed to be a big training day – swim in the lake, followed by a 5 hour bike and a 1 hour run, but I put it off. Last night was a prime example of how having kids can derail training and why we have to be flexible.
I started the bedtime routine just before 9pm. Everyone finally fell asleep between 10 and 11. I hadn’t prepared for my training or eaten a proper dinner so I put some peanut butter on bread, gobbled it up, and did the bare minimum prep by charging my devices, making my nutrition and laying out clothes for the swim and bike. I was in bed by 11pm.
Elin woke up crying at 1am. I don’t know what came over her, but she wanted to be held standing upright so I took her to the living room and tried to soothe her. This went on until sometime between 3 and 4am. I know only because I was texting M, who was in London, about how ridiculous it all was. I finally fell back asleep at 4. Then, sometime around dawn 6:30 ish Cal started to cry. I took him from his bed to the couch and lied there with him until he fell asleep. Back to bed. And finally, at 8am, I was up to stay up and wondering how I would ever manage a big training day.
The plan for Sunday was to travel back to NYC. We hadn’t set a time so I finally had the bright idea, after I stopped feeling sorry for myself, to ask my dad when we would leave to go up. He was driving us up – so kind. “Early afternoon.”
Perfect! I can train in the morning if I do most of our packing on Saturday. With that, I was in a much happier place and decided Saturday would be my long run and an open water swim so long as someone would hang near me in a kayak. The lake is busy today and the last thing we need is a close call with a boat! Phew.
My dad joined me for the run. I managed to get in a nap after my long run (with the kids because Elin refuses to sleep alone). And then we celebrated my dad’s birthday with a BBQ, cake and a bonfire.
On Sunday, I awoke much better rested, but I was still tired. I felt sort of hung over. It took all the strength I had to muster the energy for a 2.5 hour bike, half as long as planned. Ugh. The feeling of disgust settled in and I was in a terrible mood all day. Can I even do this?
We got on the road at 1pm. The kiddos slept for 2/3 of the trip so my dad and I had some quality time to catch up, which was nice.
I can’t remember what I ate on Saturday, but here’s what went down Sunday. Still in vacation mode.
On the bike: Sports nutrition (2 servings perpetuum)
Breakfast: waffles, banana & coffee (post-workout)
Snack: Vegan scone – there are too many sweets in this house!!
Lunch: Veggie sub from Subway (on the road)
Dinner: Veggie sub from Subway, veggie chips (at home, but no food in the fridge)
Here are some photos from our low-key family party on Saturday! Happy Birthday, Daddy-o!!