I have to confess, my sins are much more mental this week. I'm feeling a tad-bit overwhelmed. Ok, A LOT overwhelmed. Because of this feeling, you get this confession in bullet points.
- Overwhelmed at the thought of actually running for 26.2 miles in just 3 months. I made the mistake of mapping out a point-to-point distance from my house to Lake Michigan, and it was 28 miles. That is REALLY FREAKING FAR.
- Overwhelmed at how I'm going to work in training once school starts back up at the end of summer. Right now, it's been great getting to sleep in a little and then get my runs in, or some cross training. I haven't figured out how I'm going to do that come the end of August and that scares me.
- Overwhelmed about how to balance eating right and training. I'm up a few pounds (about 5 or 6 from my all-time lowest weight, but still well within my "goal" range). I mentioned stressing about this and it prompted tons of convos back and forth on twitter today about the need to track what I eat before the weight gain gets out of hand. Honestly, I really don't want to track. It makes me crazy and then that's one more thing to add to the "overwhelmed" feeling. If I don't track perfectly, I've failed and then what's the point? A bunch of people suggested My Fitness Pal and some other apps, but I have ways to track. That isn't the issue. Ashley said something about making sure the plate was filled with mostly stuff that doesn't need to be tracked, fruits and veggies. That's just great, but what about the carbs and protein I need to keep my body going for all the miles I'm putting in. Like I said, overwhelming.
- I'm also overwhelmed by the day-to-day. We are in the process of refinancing our house and taking Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University course. All the talk about money and budgets is making me nucking futs. I know we need it, and working through the budget may actually get me to some races I really want to do this year, but the process to get there is no fun. I skipped the last 2 weeks so I could spend time with Kirsten and then get a run in (the hubby still went) but I have to go tonight. So, instead of getting the house ready for the appraiser and going over the materials for class, I'm sitting here on the computer spilling my guts and trying to get the kids to clean the house. It isn't working.
This all may seem trivial and you guys might just think I'm nuts, but this is how I'm feeling today. Forgive me friends, for I am a basket case. After all, this is the point of "true confessions" isn't it? To get shit off your chest? So, confession complete and sins forgiven?