I have a race on Saturday. It is the El Cajon 20K (20 kilometers = 12.4274238 miles). I am a bit nervous because there has been so much chaos in this house since the weekend. I missed Monday’s run and last night’s run. Things are falling apart. I am stressing out.
We are not doing things if they are not fun. That is the conclusion we have made. If it stresses us out, we are not doing it on the weekends. Everything is stressing us out! Our weekends are just a blur anymore.Â The marathon training is really ramping up and we are both having a hard time keeping up with the kid, the social life, the marathon training, the yard work, Eric needs time to be an independent person and do his own thing, and we are behind on SOOOO MANY THINGS!!
The kid was up every hour last night. She is sleeping away right now, but damn it!! She kept us up all fucking night long. God help me. I was angry, but I realized that I do not have the energy to sustain that emotion. Now, I am just trying to move on.
We are leaving for Seattle in less than a week. That kind of stresses me out, because we do not know what to do for packing. There are questions:
- How will we survive without a swing for SIX WHOLE DAYS?
- Should we bring the Pack n’ Play?
- Should we bring the big, bulky jogging stroller? Or just bring the Snap n’ Go and car seat?
Okay, off to practice my breathing exercises!