Earlier in the week I had made my schedule as I always do. I’m getting ready for this in May and according to my training schedule one day needed to be a 4-mile run and strength. The Y we belong to is exactly 2 miles from our house and they have a new TRX express class that I’ve been wanting to try. Here’s the catch… the class is at 5:15. AM. As in, in the morning. I went back and forth in my head and then my friend XLMIC reminded me that I’m badass so I wrote it on the schedule. I told Babe my intentions on Wednesday late afternoon and he thought I was crazy, rightfully so.
It was a normal hump day. Biggest boy rode the bus, girls had breakfast, I did my workout while the girls and Middle-man
made a mess played in the basement around me. School drop-off, quick shopping trip, my liquid crack treat, responding to wonderful (!!) comments about Princess B, dinner, family walk, baths, bed. I put myself to bed early, never opened my computer once. Mindlessly flipped through the pages of a magazine trying to wind down. Asleep by 10! That’s good for me!
Then it happened. I started to stir around 1:00 AM. Middle-man came in with some foot complaint, I had him settled by 1:45 AM (his socks were too tight?!) and I was awake. Like, really awake. Mind racing, eyes darting, fingers drumming, awake. I tried everything. I said the ABC’s in my head over and over, I got up and wrote down everything I was thinking about so I knew I wouldn’t forget it, I started this blog post in my head. And repeat. At 2:45 AM I said ef it and got on my phone. No texts, no tweets, no facebook updates. Thank God for Pinterest. I pinned a dozen things and went back to my crazy awake state at 3:00 AM. I laid there, knowing full well I would fall asleep right about the time I was supposed to get up. The last time I remember seeing was 3:21 AM. I woke up out of some dream about deciding not to go or missing my alarm, when I looked at the clock it was 4:11 AM — my alarm would be going off in 4 minutes.
I was so ticked with my mind and body for not doing what I wanted it too that I got up and followed through with the plan. Even though I had been awake since 1:00 I knew I’d be tired regardless and it was on the schedule DAMMIT! A small bite to eat, dressed and out the door in plenty of time. I wrote more of this post in my head during the run and mostly wondered WHY did that just happen? I didn’t have caffeine late (unless there’s a secret amount of caffeine in the sleeve of Trefoils Girl Scout cookies I ate on our walk?) I didn’t take a nap that day. I wasn’t wired from social media. Maybe a high from the love I was getting over my recent post? Maybe excitement over my shopping purchases? Could it be I was excited to do this workout? I didn’t like any of those ideas! Run, class, run and done all before the average morning commute. I made it back home still dark outside (love this new hat my MIL got me for dark runs!), still wired, the house was still quiet with sleep. Still wondering, why did that happen??????
What do you do? When you wake up for no reason in the middle of the night and CAN’T go back to sleep, what do you do? Seriously, I’m looking for advice here!