I survived 13 nights of college anatomy and physiology, 4 hours a night, 3-4 nights a week. It was a tough time, for the whole family, but I managed to get an A. I'm hoping this will put me in good standing for acceptance into the nursing program that starts a little over a year from now, but I won't know until next April so I've got to try not to dwell on it. I also found that stress and anxiety could be the key to weight loss for me as I lost about 8 pounds in four weeks. However, I believe I've already gained three back in the three days since class ended.
I was able to get in only about one run a week because I was getting home at 10:00pm and going straight to bed, only to get up at 4:30am the next day and do it again. I felt like every waking minute was spent either working, in class, or studying. It was a real pain sitting at the kitchen for hours over the past three weekends wishing I could play with the kids, but knowing that I had to get that studying done. At least it was a successful endeavor in the end, so I guess the short inconvenience was worth it.
Now, I've got a half marathon 14 weeks from tomorrow that needs some attention. Last night I dragged myself down to the treadmill and squeaked out a pitiful one mile run before I walked the next three. I really enjoyed the show I was watching and decided I'd get showered and watch the rest in bed. Well, Princess had other ideas, so I spent the next hour next to her crib trying to keep her calm and eventually asleep. She took no nap yesterday and still fought like crazy at bedtime. Her brothers both gave up naps before they turned two, we're really hoping she's not headed down the same path. She sometimes sleeps three hours at nap time, so yesterday could have been a one-day anomaly. I'll find out about 1pm this afternoon.
I also have a sprint tri added to the schedule, August 13th. Maybe I should get my butt on a bike since I haven't ridden AT ALL since last September? This year they've got a biathlon option with a 3-mile run substituted for the 0.5 mile swim. And that half mile is generous, I'd be surprised if it's much over a third. I can't imagine wanting to run rather than swim, but I know for many people the swim is a deterrent. So the rest of the summer is shaping up as: a sprint tri, a 5K (I'll probably be pushing the boys in the stroller so I won't be going for time), and another try at the half in September. Should be fun.