Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Touching the Waters

My sleep obsession has deepened. I didn't think it was possible, but it's true. In fact, I'm going to go take a nap after I get this post up before I'm due at work at noon.

The reason for wanting more sleep? My son Will woke up from an uncharacteristic nap on Saturday with a runny nose. I hoped it was allergies. But three days later it's still with him, and now comes with a cough. Yesterday I began to develop that thick feeling you get in the back of your throat when a virus has breached the defenses. By noon at work I was tired enough that I did something I haven't done since I was pregnant and stretched out on the break room couch for 20 minutes. My dad calls these short siestas "touching the waters of sleep," the idea being that you don't immerse yourself completely in those dark alluring depths--you just get a refreshing taste. Yes, my dad is as obsessed with sleep as I am.

Last night I had the light off at 9:02 p.m. I woke up at 5 as usual this morning and did my last speed workout, a quick 6 400s at a 7:13/mile pace, more for staying sharp than adding anything to my training base (hopefully that's established). That felt fine, and I sucked down way more water than usual. When I got home, I helped Dan and the kids get out of the house. And now I'm about to go put my PJ pants back on and crawl into bed. Having a cold for this weekend's race would break my heart. Perhaps my old friend Sleep can help me keep it from developing further.

I'll blog later in the week about my other current obsession....My Half-Marathon Playlist.



  1. Ooooh feel better! 'Touching the waters' is an excellent way to refresh--your dad is wise!

  2. Hope it's a mild passing thing. GOod luck this weekend.

  3. Marcia--he *is* wise, especially in the ways of sleep. Penny--thank you! Would be fun to do a race you're in sometime...