I am so tired.
Okay, so Iâ€™m training for the Kiawah Marathon on December 9th. This will be my first attempt at qualifying for Boston. In runnerâ€™s parlance, Iâ€™m looking for a â€œBQâ€ at Kiawah. Iâ€™m nearing the end of a long training cycle, and Iâ€™m just beat. Iâ€™m sincerely jealous of the 18+ hours my cats sleep everyday.
In the past week, Iâ€™ve run a PR (Personal Record) in the Â½ marathon (Governorâ€™s Cup), done a VO2 Max 6×800 track workout, and did a 12-mile run with 7.5 miles at marathon pace (for me, 7:20/mile). Oh yeah, I run 21 miles tomorrow.
At this stage, Iâ€™m told, fatigue is normal. Itâ€™s all part of the dues you pay. Fame costs; and right hereâ€™s where you start paying, in your precious vitality.
Iâ€™ve also heard you should sleep an extra minute each night for every mile you run during the week. Since I average between 55 and 65 miles per week, apparently I need an extra hour every night. But it’s not like I’m sleep-deprived. I get up between 5:30am and 6:30am. I do a combination of running and working, and get home at about 6:30pm to spend time with Angie and my children. By the time the kids are in bed, itâ€™s past 8pm and Iâ€™m toast. By 9:30pm, I’m falling asleep with a cat, watching the World Series of Poker while convincing myself I am not incredibly lame.
Put it this way, if you want something productive out of me, you better get it before 8pm.