Not Exactly What I Had In Mind

This week has been a training disaster. I didn't run on Monday, made it only six miles on tuesday, didn't run Wednesday, Thursday and probably won't have a chance to run today. And to top it all off, when I got home from work on Wednesday night at 10pm I ate 5 brownies, which in an 8x8 pan equates to nearly 2/3 of a pan of brownies. I must say they were delicious and certainly satisfied the craving for homemade brownies I've had for the past few weeks.

With only a two weeks left to the half-marathon, this hasn't exactly been "helpful" week in terms of my training. It has however, been a helpful week for our budget, considering I've worked over 40 hours this week and my husband has been equally busy. But my training isn't the only thing that has suffered: we have no food in the house because I haven't had time to get groceries, there are two MASSIVE piles of laundry and of course, Sophia has not enjoyed the change to her normal routine, and THAT bothers me more than not having the time to run.

It is obvious that my absence affects her: she's been fussy and a little clingy, and when I am home with her and happen to step out of her view, she starts to whimper. Poor girl. I'm glad it is Friday. After this week I won't be taking any more substituting hours, Mark and I decided it is just too much.

It hasn't been the week that I pictured I would have three weeks before the half-marathon, and it is not a week I would want to repeat--for Sophia's sake. I'll just have to get everything back on track next week: the training, the groceries, the laundry and Sophia. And if I don't make my sub 2 hours time in the half-marathon, I can just blame it on this week and the brownies.