I also need sleep.
Good, deep, undisrupted, restful sleep.
Last night is the first time in a good week I’ve had sleep like that.
We’ve been dealing with air conditioning issues off and on for several weeks now. I can not sleep in a warm/hot room.
Yes, I know, I’m spoiled. As a child I grew up in houses without air conditioning and slept just fine. I wasn’t a middle-aged, post-menopausal woman as a child. Really, I wasn’t. No matter how it may have seemed to my parents at times.
Aaaanyway . . .
So it’s been well over a week since I had a decent, full night’s sleep. I can go a couple nights with shortened or disrupted sleep, and generally after a couple nights my body forcibly asserts its right to a good night’s sleep. Thanks to a perfect storm of circumstances it’s been a good ten days without that opportunity presenting itself.
Last night I was done.
I went to bed at 8:30 and was out cold by 9 and don’t even remember HCRP coming to bed.
I had set my alarm for 4:20 am (my wake-up time on 5 am run days) and was looking forward to getting in three miles first thing this morning. When that alarm went off there was no way I was going to be up and moving. Have you ever been so exhausted and slept so hard that you woke up stiff and sore and still needing more sleep? Yeah. That was me at 4:20.
And I really, really wanted to run.
I also really, really want to continue running for a very long time to come; so after weighing the pros and cons of going ahead and running this morning or running this evening, I opted for this evening.
And we will run.
Because I really want to!
Just not without a good night’s sleep.