My eating has been shit and I said I wouldn't step on the scale for at least a couple weeks after the marathon. Well, I stepped on the scale on Saturday and was pleasantly surprised to see a number a couple pounds less than my "danger zone" weight. Now, with all the shit I ate and drank over the weekend, I'm probably back up over the danger zone, but whatever. The main thing is needing to get my eating and this marathon gluttony in check.
My emotions are also all over the place. I'm better this week, but still feel like I could burst into tears at any moment. Work was VERY hard last week, with some extremely challenging students and stressful parent meetings, and I even cried in front of another teacher. Now he keeps asking me if everything is okay. F*CK. I so did not want to go there. KWIM?
I'm sure a lot of what I'm feeling is post-marathon blues. You train and train and have a goal for 4 months and then *poof* in less than 5 1/2 hours, it's over. I know I just need to snap out of it, but it's hard. At least it is for me.
Have you ever experienced post-race blues? What did you do to get over it?