Monster Girl was fussy around 3 a.m. Apparently, it was all about the bottle. Like the plant in "Little Shop of Horrors." "Feed me, Seymour." Only the plant is a 12-month old baby girl. And it seems I would be Seymour.
Just for kicks, B-Boy decided to wake up at about the same time, and had a strong need for daddy to stay with him for a bit. He also picked that time to be THE time he actually wanted to use the blanket we have sitting next to his bed for just those moments. So he was nice and toasty. Me, less so.
Needless to say, a night like that was not conducive to getting up at 4:30 a.m. for training. The call of the bed and warm blankets was strong.
Then again, this is Ironman training. Not the day spa. Some mornings, gremlins come in the shape of a warm bed and soft pillow. Just like any other gremlins, you have to kick them in the head and encourage them to find other stomping grounds. I got up and headed to the YMCA.
I did, however, offer myself a peace token for going against my desire to skip training. Since Monday is a day off and will become my long swim day, I mixed things up a bit, today. After a short swim, I hit the track for a 5K run. The 1000 yards in the pool was Iron Pol slow, but the run was pretty speedy. All the base building through swimming is helping out. I completed the 3.1 mile run in 21m 4s. Just don't tell Coach Mike, as I'm sure this training took my heart rate a bit higher than it should be for IM training.
Then again, some mornings just call for training variety.
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