OK, I am going to admit, this week was really hard.
I did my really hard run on Monday and really hard bike on Tuesday. Then Wednesday was a really long day at work and when I got home I was spent. By the time I had walked Maddie and eaten it was 8:30pm. I went directly to bed and slept for 9 hours. So- rest day #1 since December 7th. Then the next day was a call day (rest day #2). I am really fortunate that I was able to sleep from 2-6am. Sleeping on call is not the best quality sleep in the world. Basically we cruise the hospital to find a free call room. They tend not to be the quietest rooms in the hospital and you sleep with your pager in your hand so that you can be ready at a moment's notice to head back to the ICU. But 4 hours of sleep is still such a blessing. I left call on Friday and went to a meeting and then to the gym for a 60 minute hill repeat running workout, went out to dinner at Lanny and Kathy's, and then went directly to sleep for 10 hours!
Yesterday I had my most difficult long run ever. Using Daniel's formula my running paces are way more challenging. It was 30 minutes at 9:13 miles (a bit slower than it should be, but I put the grade on the t-mill up), then 15 minutes at 8:00, 5 at 9:13, 15 at 8:06, and 15 at 9:13. So it was 9.1 miles in 1:20. I went directly to the pool for 4000 yards, and that was a wonderful long run recovery! The water was super cold. Perfect!
Working in the PICU was really tough. Kids aren't supposed to be that sick. We had a 15 year old with a devastating brain injury from riding in a car without a seatbelt. Her family was just destroyed. It was really difficult to watch her lay there in a coma knowing that if she survived she would be hooked to a vent in a nursing home for the rest of her life. So just as a PSA, take some time to let your loved ones know what you would want if you were ever in that situation. Would you want to have everything done? Would you want to donate your organs? It's really unfair to put the burden of those decisions on someone else. And for God's sake- wear your seatbelt! (rant off...)
I am afraid that the next 6 weeks I'm going to get totally out of shape. After the next 2 weeks of inpatient Pediatrics I go right into a week of 14 hour OB night shift (5pm-7am). I can guarantee that I will not train for at least 4 days that week. I will be so screwed up. And then right when this monster block of school is over I have to go straight to camp. That will be interesting....
Racing TODAY! (But Not "Racing.")
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