Boise is 5 weeks from today. At this very moment, I don't even want to race. I'm so tired and emotionally drained. This week and next week are my biggest training weeks. I only have 2 more workouts this week, so really it's just one more week. But I'm exhausted. I don't know why I'm even doing this. I want to curl up and cry.
Pnut hasn't slept in over 3 weeks. Little Dude has been in my bed or needed me to sleep with him for what seems like forever. Brian is crazy busy with work. Why aren't I focusing on these things? Why am I spending 12 hours a week doing things that leave me with nothing left for my family? Why didn't I spend 3 and a half hours riding my bike instead of doing laundry or vacuuming the floors? Maybe if I took a nap, I'd be able to deal with the kids up all night.
I realize I'm being a bit dramatic. I know this is normal(ish). Last May I wrote this post. I guess this is just what happens 5 weeks out. On the bright side, I'm not injured. Laundry, dirty floors, and needy kids will still be here in June. I've come this far. I know I will keep going.