Beginning to think sleep is overrated. That is of course until day three when everything seems to come crashing down. haha… I have found that is probably my body’s breaking point, after day three of little to no good sleep. I can count on at least one night of good sleep after day three. Thank God!
This is not day three…
It’s been about 14 days since my last entry. Training has had some snags since then for sure. I completely bailed on my running the first week of July. Nothing seemed to want to cooperate! From my breathing, to my legs, to my form, and probably all due to lack of sleep or the interruption of good sleep.
Last week was a lot better. I was able to get back on track and even managed to become comfortable with evening runs. With my sleep patterns being so erratic these days, evening runs just made sense. They even help me sleep better on those harder training days (typically day three).
Another thing that is more than likely throwing a wrench in my training is the stress of not breaking out of this darn weight loss plateau for what seems like two months. I’m sure some of the exchange has been muscle gain because I do feel stronger. However, in my eyes I still look the same and nothing has changed thanks to the digital scale in my restroom as a constant reminder.
Time to change things up! Carb cycling, evening runs, and resistance training will be a new thing this month and the next. Let’s see if we can restart this engine! Nothing that cannot be overcome with a little determination.
My birthday is coming up later this month. The big 45! Milestone. Oh what was it that I said in my twenties that I wanted to accomplish by the time I was forty? Hell, what was it that I said I wanted to accomplish in my thirties by the time I was forty five? Now it will be… what in my mid-forties will I say I would conquer by the time I turn fifty.
Dreams, goals, aspirations, all come and go along with the ups and downs of this great life. Wow! This life hmmm… if anything, I can say that for the first time in my life I can look back and really say “I’ve lived some life!” There’s actually some meat there. There are decades I can dissect and explore. Actual time periods that can stand on their own as survival stories, love stories, and even horror stories. All different, all mine, and all a blessing because without them I would not be me.
An actual run report has obviously escaped me this time and that’s alright. I knew this would happen from time to time. The important thing for now is that I’m feeling stronger both physically and mentally. So strong in fact that I’ve decided to go back to school and pursue my PhD! I’ve already been accepted to a graduate school and expect to begin my program next month. Yay me! I am so excited! This could be my what did I say I would accomplish in my fifties.
I also ordered my birthday gift this week! A new beautiful pair of Vibram Five Finger running shoes. I am so ready to get back to barefoot running and this is just one step closer. I am so ready for it all!
Come on life, bring it! I am Lupe hear me ROAR!
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