Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Yawn

I'm tired.

No. Check that.

I'm exhausted.

Last night, Mighty M and I were at his birthday dinner and I honestly wondered -- out loud -- whether someone had put a sedative in my salad.

It's come to that.

I suspected clandestine doping via salad.

Right now, I'm practically falling asleep at my desk, even though I had no workout this morning and have had a delicious large Dunkin Donuts coffee in the wee hours and a cup of hot orange pekoe tea with lunch.

:: yawn ::

And yet, I am still exhausted. Like in my bones tired.

Here's the thing. I think I know, why I'm so dang tired. And probably the frequent instinct to nosh that I have. And the animalistic attraction to anything nearby that contains calories. Anything. Please. Feed me.

I'm ignoring the changes. I've just been waltzing through my days, following a solid training plan that has me doing intervals and power sessions and lifting and a whole ton of stuff I never used to do.

I'm burning a lot of freaking calories. I'm burning a lot of freaking energy. I'm practically a freaking pink bunny who wears her sunglasses at freaking night.

Yet, every day I still eat the same stuff and go to bed at the same time.

I used to be good at math. Clearly I now suck at it.

I'm simply not being smart. I have to start getting more sleep. I have to start bringing more food to the office. I have to start acting like I'm in training in all aspects of my life.

Tonight, I'm in the pool for an hour and then home for an hour bike. Then I eat my chicken and broccoli AND GO THE HECK TO BED.

Immediately.


Do not pass go, do not collect money to pay for your new cadence wire, and DO NOT stop in the home office to check your emails and read a few blogs or so.

Just go the heck to bed.

...

Recovery and fuel. Tag words for this week.

Recovery and fuel.

Pay attention, Able.

:: yawn ::

Is it nap time yet?

7 comments:

Robyn said...

Amen! You're not alone in the 'when can I next eat? when can I next sleep? can I eat again, yet?' cycle. Everyday I literally pack a feed bag to bring to work. Earlier this week I was in bed at 7:54 p.m.!!

TrainingtoTri said...

Haha, isn't work the time to read blogs, not at night! Get some sleep woman!

triguyjt said...

please..please...please... i enjoy your blog...don't work your lil fanny to the bone and drop from exhaustion on us.. catch up on sleep.....
you'll be refreshed...

Stef said...

I know what you are saying I have started to feel that way this week also.

A day off from training almost exacerbated it! I am going to borrow your tag words recovery and fuel if you don't mind. :-)

E.L.F. said...

Miss Able - this is your "mother coach" talking - eat more. Food is good. More food wants to be your friend. And sleep is beautiful thing (so are naps in your car at lunch). Hang in there. next week - WE REST!

E.L.F. said...

Miss Able - this is your "mother coach" talking - eat more. Food is good. More food wants to be your friend. And sleep is beautiful thing (so are naps in your car at lunch). Hang in there. next week - WE REST!

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