Rough night's sleep last night. Woke up early and often (as is the case when you have a toddler.) Felt pretty lousy (dehydrated, mostly) so I sat out the race I had planned to run. Ultimately, there's a few reasons I felt OK about it. I have two little kids at home, and so sleep is a tough thing to get consistently. I neglected a bunch of things that are pre-race rituals for me, because I was tired and so I just forgot to make them happen. Lastly, I recognize that my goal overall is to have a long term involvement with running as a sport. One or two races here or there is not the end of the world for me.
Ended up getting out mid-morning to pick up breakfast, then a quick trip to the zoo. The toddler was still out of it from yesterday's excitement so we came home early so she could catch a quick (two hour) nap. Afterwards, went to the carousel in town but she was still exhausted, so we headed home after a short outing. Had a movie night watching some children's movies on the projector before bed.
She ended up putting herself to sleep towards the end of the routine, saying, "Daddy, can you leave now?" and then falling asleep after I had gone to sit on the edge of the bed. I don't expect that will be an every night thing yet but it was both sad and exciting to see her growing up, developing independence and security there.
Got out for one mile tonight, late. The later I run in the day the more demoralizing it is, but also afterwards it is an incredible satisfaction. I love running when it's dark, and the streets are lit by the yellow/orange glow of the street lights I remember from this area as a child. Overall not a bad day, and while it was long my step count was low for the second day in a row. I need to regulate a bunch of areas in my life to get some better results, and I think I'll start putting a plan to that effect tomorrow morning.
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