Exhausted – I was tired all day Saturday and Sunday after my 16.something miles in hilly Buckhead. As I lounged on the couch, I realized that I’ve been exhausted way more than I realize. Housework has been neglected, my cooking is sporadic at best (thank heavens for a husband who is a good cook!) and I’ve been spending too much time on the couch otherwise. Yes, I’ve been getting 2 runs/week and the long run, stretching/yoga everyday, and gentle weights once/week with no lack of energy while I’m doing them. But the general level of exhaustion is high.

Exasperated – At what? I don’t really know. Just that I am. At “things” in general. Exasperated at myself for being so darn exhausted most of the time. Exasperated that my husband thinks I’m crazy and that I overdo things. Exasperated that I’m not able to stay on top of the darn laundry pile that I just washed after I got over being so exhausted over the weekend. Exasperated that I haven’t cleaned up the kitchen after rousing myself up to cook something nice and healthy.

Emotional – Crying at the drop of a hat, edgy and nervous, nearly every run ending in barely concealed bawling. That pesky ankle that I slipped on and bumped down the stairs after I thought I’d completely healed it – the very thought of that makes me want to go boo-hoo, woe is me.  Need I say more! Weird coming off of the super high I’ve been experiencing since my PR at the Resolution Run. Girl much, huh?

Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE running. I love looking forward to the new challenges to overcome. Which is why I’m not understanding why I’m feeling exhausted, exasperated and emotional.
I don’t know if these peak weeks of training has anything to do with, or if I’m overwhelmed with so many other things going on, or if I still need to tweak my food pattern to give me more energy.