Planning

For the most part I'm quite the planner. I map anything and everything out including potential catastrophes. I am always ready for anything that may occur. However, this August I've clearly fallen apart. I start a new semester tomorrow. I have done nothing to prepare for it. In fact I'm willing to bet I don't even carry a notebook with me tomorrow. What has happened to me?

My goals before a semester are to be well rested, organized home and slightly bored with myself. This helps me want to start a new semester. None of this has happened this month. If anything I feel as exhausted as I feel at the end of a semester. Wish me luck!!!

I still need to sign up for an online course that I'm pretty sure started today. Clearly, I'm on top of things;-) Where are my classes tomorrow morning? I have no idea and more than likely will just figure it out tomorrow once I'm on campus. I will say the one thing I've managed to take care of is get the old parking sticker off of my car, which is like ripping your thumb off your hand it's so messy. The new sticker is ready to roll. At the moment I call this success. Seriously, 15 months to go!!!

The one thing I have planned is my entire labor day weekend which involves lots of beer, running and tons of fun...maybe I'm acting more like a freshman. Woo Hoo!

Exhausted...

Exhausted is not the way I wish to start my next semester, but it looks like that's what it's going to be. I realized today as I was talking to my mom a lot of my exhaustion stems from watching the Olympics until 11 or 12 o'clock at night. I'm usually sound asleep by 10 pm. So staying up late to get up at 4:30 am to run 12 or so miles then go stand on hard concrete floors for the rest of the day at work explains my exhaustion.

I must say I'm a tad frustrated at the moment with my training. I keep thinking this humidity thing won't bug me so bad but the truth is it's kickin' my ass!!! Today was no different. I feel like I'm slogging elephant legs through my 12ish mile runs. It seems like my pace is more of a shuffle than a run like a walker could pass me I'm moving that slow. You know what I'm talking about. You've seen it happen. The good news is I'm so pace challenged (I guess this is good for now) once I plug in the numbers I'm actually holding an 8:50 pace. Whew!!! I was getting concerned about my race goals but am settling back down again. All I know if it weren't for Julia this morning I would have stopped running and crawled back to Barton Springs.

12.5 miles (Ruth's definition of a 12 miles run) check!

Nap Time

Who new nap time would be so necessary in adulthood? As a child it was the most dreaded moment of any and every given day. What I wouldn't give to have mandatory nap time every day now. Now here's the sad news my nap occurred today at 830am. You read that right. Most people are headed to work at that time but not me. I had been up since 4:30am and slogged my way through 12 humid miles and was whacked. 2 hours later I was a new person. Ahhh...

I foresee a nap tomorrow as well. These Olympics are keeping me up way past my bedtime. 2 more weeks to enjoy these naps then it's back to school...