>> Monday, September 17, 2012
Mondays are always for catching up. Especially after having visitors over the weekend. The to-do list was seriously three pages long. And today, I was ready for it.
The day started off strong with . . .
- 2 loads of dishes
- 2 loads of laundry
- 1 hour of playtime
- 2 hours of work
- 2 photo sessions booked
When Ada woke from her first nap, I got to cooking:
- 4 cups of walnut basil pesto for freezing
- 2 gigantic spaghetti squashes -- 1/2 for freezing, 1/2 for the week
- 1 tasty dinner using some of the squash and leftover mushrooms
- Lunch pasta and eggs, for both of us
THEN I cut it in half after it cooled a bit. Worked great! I'll probably just do it this way from now on to avoid random trips to the ER. (Seriously: knives + me = trouble.)
After Ada's second nap:
- 1 nursery rearranged for better access to chalkboard wall
- 1 batch of peanut butter oatmeal cookies
- 2 visitors (my parents)
- Quick cleanup of ground floor (for plumber -- estimates for kitchen/furnace projects)
One huge task remained: I had to run 11 miles. My long run from yesterday -- the longest of the training cycle so far. I postponed it so we could enjoy some Sunday activities with Stephen's parents (including going to our favorite brewery for lunch, above).
But with all the kicking butt and taking names, I got distracted.
Nowhere in the above lists do you see glasses of water. I also didn't include the 4 draining nursing sessions. Yeah -- not so smart. I got about 5 miles from home at a much, much slower pace than usual, and realized I was incredibly dehydrated. It felt like I had cotton balls in my mouth. Though I was running beside a river, there wasn't a drop of drinkable water in sight.
So, I settled with running 9 miles (took a shortcut home) and feel pretty good about it training-wise. I've dropped to Hal Higdon's intermediate half plan because I've had a hard time committing to the long runs. Not because I have a baby. I just have more stuff I've wanted to do on weekends that has taken precedence.
Let this be a reminder to drink a glass of water -- right now. I'm pounding 'em like it's my job. Which, it is. If I'm not hydrated, I can't feed Ada what she needs. When I worked a desk job, I drank water like crazy. It was a good excuses to get up and walk around. Now? I admit it's more difficult to remember.
Have you ever crashed and burned with a dehydration issue? How do you remember to drink your H20?
And today on Writing Chapter Three, I have a gazillion weaning/nursing-related questions. Ada's eating like a champ -- here she is munching on some spaghetti squash. Anyway, if you can help, I'd appreciate it!
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