I am whupped. Yes, whupped. I ran tonight, only a short/easy run. It was like running on legs of lead. Soooooo heavy. Every step was heavy and kind of painful. But this is likely because of a vigorous yoga practice last night, in which I really stretched my legs. And the huge (for me anyway) number of kms I logged last week. I ran about 20 km in total, and walked (good pace, no strolling) about another 15 km. I'm finding it difficult to get enough runs in, and I try to make them count when I can. Tonight was purely because I felt I had to. It was raining, so I was in the basement (my sons are slobs!! Sorry guys, but that basement is a sty) on the treadmill. Even watching tv didn't help.
I realize that I'm trying to cram too much into my life. Everything is a race. Writing IEPs, planning for students, working on my course (which is not exactly enjoyable, I don't like my online classmates as much as the last Spec Ed course I took...another story entirely), trying to fit in some family time and some yoga. It seems neverending. But I will survive. That's what I do best.
So I am off to bed. For a much needed sleep. I will rub a little Traumeel on my calves, take my Gaba and crawl into my bed.
Night.
I realize that I'm trying to cram too much into my life. Everything is a race. Writing IEPs, planning for students, working on my course (which is not exactly enjoyable, I don't like my online classmates as much as the last Spec Ed course I took...another story entirely), trying to fit in some family time and some yoga. It seems neverending. But I will survive. That's what I do best.
So I am off to bed. For a much needed sleep. I will rub a little Traumeel on my calves, take my Gaba and crawl into my bed.
Night.
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