I like to think that I can plug through a decent amount of unpleasantness; sleep deprivation is not one of those things. I need 7 - 8 hours of sleep a night. I can function on 6. When the training miles go up, naps are the best. Less than 6 hours and I am a goofy, nonfunctional zombie as I am today. I have been very seriously trying to be productive at work, but I cannot focus on anything so here I sit at my computer screen trying to pass the hours until I can call it a day. I suppose I could beat myself up about it it, force myself to go work out and be miserable in my exhausted state, but I surprised (or attempted to surprise, he always figures my surprises out) my husband with tickets to the Bob Dylan concert last night so we didn't get to bed until after midnight. Well worth surprising my wonderful hubby, but I'm pretty worthless today. We're going to a Team Z info session tonight (which I'm really excited about!) and I plan to hit our new, super comfy bed with new cute sheets as soon as possible when we get home.
So this rambling is about the importance of sleep and this blog is supposed to focus on triathlon stuff. I can't work out when I'm tired, bottom line. Didn't sleep week, OK, fine, I can push through, but under a certain number of hours and there just isn't much of a point for me. We're a week out from the Storm the Fort Oly in Tennessee though and can't have too many more sleep deprived nights. I need to think that through though because I am kinda sorta the host of a bachelorette party on Saturday night and am supposed to get my last long bike right in before taper on Sunday morning. Hmmmm. Balancing life and training can be tough. 'A' race was the DC Tri though so this one is mainly to get another race under our belts in preparation for a 70.3 next season!
Enough nonsense. More coherent (no promises) thoughts next time.
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