in lieu of the world's toughest half
For the detail-oriented readers noticing that this race report has arrived a mere twenty-four hours after the race and taking this as an ominous sign--you are spot on.
Yesterday was the Auburn triathlon. I didn't do either the world's toughest half, or the also-hard, but not-going-to-kill me olympic triathlon.
The night before, we packed our breakfasts, lunches and snacks, the diaper bag and the race bag. We set the alarm for 4am, in order to get us on the road by 4:30. And went to bed at a responsible hour.
All was good.
Until Axel woke up at 12:30am and, despite good faith efforts by me and Mychal (multiple times), cried until 2:30 am. After which point, Mychal and I tossed and turned and failed to fall back to sleep until 4am.
We'll toss the gas savings into his college fund.
Yesterday was the Auburn triathlon. I didn't do either the world's toughest half, or the also-hard, but not-going-to-kill me olympic triathlon.
The night before, we packed our breakfasts, lunches and snacks, the diaper bag and the race bag. We set the alarm for 4am, in order to get us on the road by 4:30. And went to bed at a responsible hour.
All was good.
Until Axel woke up at 12:30am and, despite good faith efforts by me and Mychal (multiple times), cried until 2:30 am. After which point, Mychal and I tossed and turned and failed to fall back to sleep until 4am.
We'll toss the gas savings into his college fund.
posted by aelis at 7:26 PM
1 Comments:
thanks for the comment on my blog! i read a lot of your posts and it seems like we are leading parallel lives - i totally hear you on the not sleeping bit and little creatures that can change our plans without notice. it does get better(my 11 yo is proof of that) and you will finish your dissertation :).
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