I am exhausted. Post-call Tuesday, couldn't sleep that night. Last night my brother came into town and slept on my couch for a work thing but he had a client dinner that went late at home so he got in at like 11:30. And then my cat was being the BIGGEST FUCKING ASSHOLE starting about 4:30 this morning and completely knocked over his automatic feeder. I am grumpy.
I had plans to go to the gym after my morning meeting. But the meeting went way longer than I expected and DS was losing his mind by the end of it, so instead we came home for lunch and nap time. So now I don't think I'm going to get to run today because we have plans tonight. Boo.
I had a customer conference call that went until 3.30am then my dog decided at 4.30am that he was terrified of the wind. Tired today and need to get a 10k run in but now I'm on calls again.
runaways 4-5AM is my cat's favorite time to be a giant asshole too. It's the worst because I have a hard time getting back to sleep, I just lie there thinking that I'm going to have to get up soon anyway.
I am dying to ramp my running up faster but I really haven't been able to run more than twice a week since DS was born. DH works long days, and cooks dinner every night (I'm hopeless, he's amazing) so there really isn't time before I head to bed to fit in a run. About once a week I meet DH at the door in my running gear, hsbd him DS and say "I'll be back in 30 minutes!", but usually things don't come together to make that possible. I know things will get better once I go back to work and can work out during lunch, but for now it's a bummer.
On the bright side I'm really making the most of the runs I can take - choosing more challenging routes and pushing the pace to make up for the lower frequency.
Post by libbygrl109 on Jan 26, 2017 8:50:25 GMT -5
runaways - I feel ya. My cat constantly feels that he should wake me up anytime between 3:30 and 4:30 to remind me that I have to get up for work. Or, like last night, he will suddenly decide that he is "scared" of the dog, and insists that I act as an escort for him to make his way out of our room. (honestly, the dog is a jerk during waking hours, but could care less at that time of night) It ended up completely throwing off my sleep cycle and now I am a mess.
I set aside today to give running a try again, per PT's suggestion. So, I was all psyched to do C25K, and they are calling for rain/snow crap right around the time I would be able to do it. Good thing it's only 20 minutes.
And because I am so tired, I want to eat everything in sight. Even while I was having breakfast my stomach was rumbling, and it still hasn't stopped.
Post by mysticmuffin on Jan 26, 2017 8:50:35 GMT -5
4-5AM is when my dogs are assholes too. They somehow waited until 5:30 today and H was all "Good morning! Good morning!" My alarm doesn't go off until 5:45 most days.
Post by katinthehat on Jan 26, 2017 9:21:53 GMT -5
My mom's husband was in a bad motorcycle wreck back in September. For a while, they thought he was going to lose his leg (car ran a red light and t-boned him. He's very safe, so helmet, full gear etc but his leg got pined so it was pretty bad.) So it's been a really long and frustratingly slow recovery. Yesterday he had a bone graft which is hopefully his last surgery and it's going to be at least 3 months of absolutely no weight bearing before he can start trying to walk again. It's the sort of thing that would try the strongest of people. But they've (he and my mom) have always had a pretty toxic co-dependent with a helping of depression sort of relationship. Thankfully they didn't raise me so I wasn't exposed to it all the time, but the time I did spend with them was pretty bad.
About a year ago, I had to seriously cut back on contact with my mom because of how she was trying to influence my children. It was one thing to do it to me, it was another when she tried to involve them. So this has been hard for me because I know I could be helping out and at least being a sounding board and a friend for my mom, but it's the sort of relationship that doesn't have boundaries, so I've had to take a much more all or nothing approach than what I wanted.
My brother lives about an hour away from them (they're in rural Alaska and he's in Anchorage where all their doctors are so he sees them a lot) and he called me yesterday. My brother is pretty stoic, always lands on his feet, just doesn't get ruffled kind of guy but I've rarely heard him shaken up like he was yesterday. He kind of unloaded on me - that apparently they pretty much detest each other. He said they don't hate each other but they do everything that they can to make the other person miserable. But he said they'll never leave each other. My mom's husband physically can't leave her now and my mom quit her full time job for a part time job and so financially can't leave him. It's just a horrible horrible mess. And for the first time, it's getting to my brother. My step dad can be a very mean, cutting, pretty much verbally abusive person who has an incredible mercurial temperament (and a life long pot smoking habit that does nothing to help the situation) and now, he's turning that personality onto my nieces. My brother is starting to get into the position where his oldest is noticing this and she's old enough to to have it start imprinting on her and so he's having to make hard choices about the relationship their going to have going forward.
Anyway. It kills me I can't support my mom right now when she really needs it but she doesn't understand boundaries and I can't have my kids brought into that. And it's incredibly painful to see my brother start to come to this realization on his own and start to see him make hard choices about how his family is going to deal with it.
I guess I thought there was just a point sometime in your 40s or 50s where you just got your ish together and grew up. It's really hard to see people close to you in their 60s and realize they are never ever going to be in control of their lives.
Post by starburst604 on Jan 26, 2017 9:28:44 GMT -5
My day got all shot to hell by DD coming down with the stomach bug last night. She woke up an hour after she went to bed and started fussing. I finally went up and picked her up, then she puked all over me. She puked up water a few time after that and we finally got everything cleaned up and her to bed around 11. I was going to get up at 5am to get in 40 mins of water jogging and elliptical, because I'm subbing 2 back to back boot camps tonight. Was way too tired for that. I'm home with DD today, even though she seems better she can't go to daycare 24 hrs after puking. H should be home from work around 2 so I'll go to the gym then, and then teach the classes. Thank God tomorrow is a rest day.
I think I might officially be down to 3 runs a week. The aches I get after the runs make it difficult to run back to back days. I feel like each run requires a full day of recovery. Also, I'm too full to eat 99% of the time, which means that I get to the point of feeling sick before I eat because my normal hunger cues (of my stomach feeling empty) are no longer there.
Post by irene adler on Jan 26, 2017 11:35:36 GMT -5
The inside of my head is a very unpleasant place right now.
I said something rather unkind to my dad this morning and I feel terrible. But only a little.
This is an indication that I need to take a step away from interacting with people until I can find some peace. Except for DH, who is Going above and beyond because he knows I'm having a tough time.
I'm so sorry to everyone going through a hard time right now.
I'm in the middle of a 5 week jury duty stint. The other 2 counties I lived in it was a day and done. This shit is ridiculous. I don't have childcare so my H has to take PTO. I think this is nuts, but they wouldn't let me postpone until next year when my youngest will be in school. As if that isn't enough, these *alleged* crimes have been fucking heinous. I have respect for all involved in the process that do this on a daily basis, but man my $15 a day does not go far enough.
My back is acting up in a way it hasn't for probably a couple of years. I'd like it to stop now, please. It's almost certainly at least in part stress-related, so I'm not actively doing anything about it yet, but it's that kind of low-level constant pain that makes concentrating hard, and I have a ton of work!
Post by chitownbelle on Jan 26, 2017 12:25:34 GMT -5
I can't help but overhear the mom who's due a week after I would have been talk about newborn things, knowing her son who's DDs age will be a big brother and DD won't be a big sister then.
And my stitches in my leg are still occasionally throbbing. Can't wait to have them removed next Tuesday!
Post by mrs.jacinthe on Jan 26, 2017 12:28:09 GMT -5
I'm exhausted but I have no idea why. I woke up this morning at 8:30, which is ... unusual for me, to say the least. Also, I miss swimming. I just want to get into some cold water and soothe my angry soul. But instead, if I want to swim, I have to get into the slow lane in the sweat box that is my regular pool and just putz around. I miss real swimming.
Thursdays suck. I work all day, then have meetings, then have class until 9:20 PM. My sister is a resident physician and I know my schedule is a cakewalk compared to hers, but it is still a long ass day. I did get in 4 miles on the treadmill today though!
I only planned to take one rest day after my tattoo yesterday, because I was expecting to be a quick little piece. It turned into a four hour session (working on a sleeve), and now I'm thinking that my training plan for the rest of the week is probably not going to happen.
I think I will have to quit following national news & issues, at least for a little while. I am having so much sadness and anger over the immigration, refugee, and foreign policy positions our government is heading for. Also De Vos. Please no.
I think I will have to quit following national news & issues, at least for a little while. I am having so much sadness and anger over the immigration, refugee, and foreign policy positions our government is heading for. Also De Vos. Please no.
At a bare minimum, quitting Twitter is definitely a good idea. I just need to stick to it myself