It was one of those days that I wish I had done more often back when I was training truly big volume, I didn't push through my fatigue for the sake of my training numbers. I slept maybe 4 hours last night, and that was broken. I was up at 4am and felt terrible like a hang over. Started my run with the goal of doing a quality track workout (8 X 1000 in 3:15 on 400 in 1:25) but 20 steps in I knew I was done, legs were empty. So I jogged for 6 miles very easy then came home and ate a huge bowl of corn grits. Jo didn't have to work until noon so I laid down to sleep and woke up just before noon.. The fatigue is my delayed response to the weekend. I was optimistic after feeling good yesterday that I may have skipped it this time, but no such luck. Sunday I felt great... but 48 hours after the 10k my legs were feeling it.
Tonight will be our first night of letting Ben cry himself to sleep. He wants comfort from Jo around 9pm every night, but tonight he's going to have to start to learn to get himself back to sleep. Neither of us feel very good about doing it but were both operating on the smallest amount of sleep we've ever experienced so we're at our ropes end. I've had maybe 2-3 good nights sleep in the past 10 months, averaging maybe 6 hours a night.