Mobile Minutes: Tapped Out


It’s 7:00 PM.
I’m in bed.
It’s 7:00 PM.
Why am I in bed?

Equal parts:
-Headache (first time in months)
-Exhaustion (…just wiped out…)
-Experiment (training session switch up to the AM)

I’m not sick, I’m not getting sick, I’m just extremely worn out. I blame myself for getting the maximum of six hours of sleep per night this week. Obviously this can set the stage for this problem.

Not upset. Not cranky. Just completely wiped out, and because of how far behind I am in training I’m going to see if I can double up over Friday and Saturday sessions.

Here’s to motivation…and 4:00 AM…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Function


Maybe the weather? The snow? The cold? Whatever the case is I’m struggling to function today. I barely had a “deep sleep” last night, and that alone nearly KO’d me today at school.
I have a million things I need to do, but that element of movement…my body just refuses to comply. This is going to make tomorrow night very difficult for sure I’m afraid, but tonight…
To be real: It just isn’t happening.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Taxing


I’m feeling it…
During the day I’ve been inside a school each day this week, and Monday’s training session in the evening just flat lined me.

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So...much...paint...

I’m struggling…
The motivation is real, but my body is just wiped out physically each night. I’m worried that pushing it will lead to injury, and with season changes that’s the last thing I need to deal with.
Additionally…
Icing and heat processes, along with taping for support have been going on for my Achilles. This stems from an injury back in April/March. Frustratingly, I’m still having problems. I can’t cut well in the corners, and accelerating “lift” off my left foot is extremely limited. I’m not moving 100%. Sure, times are dropping, but I know I’m holding back because of the pain.
So…
With back-to-back 5K races coming at the end of October I’ve decided to do the one thing I despise in the upcoming month.
I’m going to actually see a doctor…
I’m not really happy across the board right now, tons of stress, and I’m feeling slightly betrayed by my body.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part V


Eighteen hours later…
Six bottles of coconut water later…
Two games of Pitch later…

I’m back in bed.

Darco is long gone, she’s been asleep for nearly ten minutes already, and I’m fading fast.

After surviving the morning race, we spent the day in the house, card games, and trying to get comfortable while our bodies stiffened up.

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I'd shoot the moon...

After a late lunch, family photos, and a pathetic attempt at a nap, Darco and I headed to our hotel for some sleep.

But not without catching this shot, which highlights really how extraordinarily beautiful my wife really is:

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Seriously...WOW!

Tomorrow will be early morning training, smoothie, waffles, and the open road back north.

Fighting the sleep demons…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Old School


The internet is out at our place currently, so I’m doing this like the old school days, inputting by phone.

Allow me to start by showing you the lunch special at a friend of mines joint:

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Chicken & Waffles

That my dear friends is how you do chicken & waffles.

I’m to the point in the evening that I’m icing my feet, and also dozing in and out of sleep. I can relate this only to being sick and falling asleep on the toilet. The Monday-Friday schedule isn’t easy. It’s not the morning workout that got me, it was the evening workout at which point I had wished I was asleep for the night.

I’m tired, but I tell myself it’s worth it. Tomorrow I only have one session in the morning, 1.5 days of rest following, and a four mile race Friday morning. I expect Saturday to be restful, and Sunday to be light. Killing it again on Monday.

Spiritually…it’s a fight. Several times today I found myself staring off into space thinking, “This really is impossible…”. I’m sure that’ll forever be the battle. I’m not sure why but the term impossible is addictive, it’s this sensational desire to just prove the sheer idea wrong. I work to find communion with God, and at the same time I’m frequently having to put a new demon to rest. I suppose spirituality life is just as taxing as the physical life.

I’m still learning.

Good news is tomorrow is the last day in the office, and I’m out for three days in Arkansas.

The dark one has already beaten me to falling asleep…

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I ice, he sleeps...

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Fighter


Got to work yesterday feeling “off”. I couldn’t seem to wake up or to get warm. Both being bad signs. On top of that my hunger was out of control. Another indicator of getting sick.

Went home from work around 4:00. Got home, had dinner, and I slept for almost a solid twelve hours.

Now? I feel refreshed and perfect!

-D-