Monday, March 4, 2013

You know you need a rest day when...

Here's a little inspirational tale of my night last night.

I finished my early bird special dinner around 4:45 pm, ate some ice cream, then settled in to do some much needed grad work. I could barely keep my eyes open, so I decided to call it a night, and was in bed by 5:30. And that, my friends, is how to push through adversity and truly succeed in life. 

In a cruel twist of fate, I couldn't even fall asleep until the more normal time of 9:30. Actually, it wasn't cruel at all, it was awesome. Like the level of laziness when you are sick, but without all the discomfort of actually being sick. 

Even though I was going to bed with the majority of my to-do list undone, I figured it would all even out, because with such an early bedtime, I'd surely wake up at 5am, raring to go, right?

Um, no. I barely mustered the energy to shut off my 5:30 alarm clock and kept sleeping until 7:30 and still felt wrecked. Marathon week is now upon us, and in my opinion, once you make it here, sleep trumps running. At this point you aren't going to really get any more or less prepared for the race, but you can still easily screw yourself by showing up at the start exhausted. So this will be the one week where I don't follow my training plan, and who knows, I may not even run at all until marathon day!

I wasn't a complete and total sloth yesterday. On the contrary, we had our first football game! We are playing in the same social league that we played Broomball with this past winter.

Our team color is "Daisy". Watch out.
Eric is really, really serious about football - he was captain of his high school team, went to college on a football scholarship, coached high school football, and plays in a minimum of like 5 fantasy leagues each year. I....tried to read the league rules Saturday night, and got bored after less than 10 minutes. 

I get serious anxiety about sports with balls because I'm always terrible at them. Right before the game, Eric told me that he'd bragged about me being a marathon runner to everyone on the team. In my vast experience of this game plus that one other one I played that time, this leads to two things. 
1. People thinking that means I will be able to help out the team by sprinting fast.
2. People being disappointed.

While it does appear on the surface that marathon running and football may be related, as they both involve running, actually training to run 26.2 miles is about as helpful knitting or scrapbooking. 

Still, the game was fun, although we lost, and I "tackled" a guy (it's really two hand touch) and successfully stopped a play, so I sort of helped. 

Even though I played for a whopping 40 minutes, I'm sore in weird places. All the more reason for a rest day. Plus, I have a problem with patience, so even though Eric told me he'd move all our stuff around and set the treadmill up tomorrow, I couldn't wait and rearranged all sorts of heavy stuff after work. 

Do you ever let sleep trump running? Probably not, most other bloggers are majorly hardcore.

Have you ever played any rec sports?

16 comments:

  1. I'm going to try to get good sleeping and eating and NOT PLAYING VIOLENT SPORTS this week.

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    1. Perry is a taper snob. He is refusing to race a 5K the day before the marathon too.

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    2. DON'T BELIEVE KARA -- there is no way that race is going to be only 5K. DO NOT BELIEVE IT.

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  2. Sports with balls give me anxiety too. And I let sleep trump almost everything. That's why I end up riding the exercise bike so much.

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  3. All I take away from this post is that you have anxiety around balls. Poor Eric.

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    1. No, she's fine with those, as long as she doesn't have to play a sport with them.

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  4. Well, I, like you, rolled over when the alarm went off today. Then I emailed off work and slept until the unbelievable hour of 10:30. I have not slept that late in ages. I feel tons better now and I am a bit mad I didn't go out for 4 when it was still warm this afternoon. But, a sick day is a sick day!

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  5. If sleep was an option, I'd take it, but if I have an free hour I'm going to run because I can run 6 miles or sleep 15 minutes because my body is stupid and can't fall asleep quickly.

    I'm so impressed that you do so many activities with Eric. I don't think Jeff would make it 2 weeks if we played on the same football team.

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    1. This whole running 6 miles in 15 minutes thing - pregnancy has clearly worked out for you - you need to come do that speed at Hospice.

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  6. I think sleep would trump running if I didn't have a cushy work from home job where I can work strange hours and get my runs in during the day.

    So does this mean that the treadmill is no longer the centerpiece of your apartment? I was looking forward to that.

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  7. I am so proud of you for the tackle! You will be getting a touchdown in no time. I love playing football and get really aggressive and scary when I play, I pretty much turn into Ray Lewis. Sleep would trump everything if that was an option, but it's not. Enjoy the sleep while you can :)

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  8. i lol'ing (hate that word but too lazy to type) at your early bird dinner. i thought it was just me that ate early?! i'm starving by 5:00 every night. i blame running.

    if i can't lift my head off the pillow, sleep trumps running. it's my body's way of saying back off.

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  9. So one of my main goals for this weekend is going to be staying ahead of dangerous footballers from Baltimore who tackle people.

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  10. Yes, sleep trumps running. And it should. I feel if my body is craving it that much, my muscles need the recovery so I can run better next time. :)

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  11. Playing any type of sport seems to use muscles you aren't aware you have until the next day. We played intramural soccer and football in college and I was our QB for the football team. I love to play football but I was terrible at soccer!

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