Is it weird that on Friday, I went for a 19 mile bike ride right in the middle of all the chaos? Well, weird or not, that's what I did. I hopped on my bike with red puffy eyes and tears and told folks that I needed get out and clear my head. When I came back, I took care of the remaining paperwork that needed to be done that day.
Saturday morning was consumed with gathering info for the death certificate, writing the obituary, and arranging to have it published Sunday morning. In the late afternoon, I went to packet pickup for the Patriot. I got everything ready for the race the next morning unsure whether I would choose to do it or not.
Then I couldn't sleep. Even though I was exhausted, my mind just wouldn't stop. When the alarm went off, I realized that I had neither the energy nor the motivation to do the event. I was soooo tired. Went back to bed and eventually got some rest.
Last night was better, managed some sleep despite a few disturbances from our new puppy. I'll post more on him later.
This morning I found out that the Splash & Dash for next weekend has been cancelled. In the grand scheme of things, I know that it's really not a big deal, but right now, it's just such a huge disappointment to me.
Things are mostly worked out, but we still need to finalize some things. Waiting to hear back from the funeral home. Waiting to hear back from the cemetary. I'm not so good with waiting. It makes me anxious. And I still feel exhausted.
I hope to be back to a more normal routine by Wed or Thu. Whatever I choose to do until then will just be for me. Whether that means I hop on my bike or run or swim or take a much needed nap.
This experience is another reminder not to take races and training too seriously. Enjoy life. Celebrate your good health. And hug the ones you love.