Restless sleep

Am I the only one having trouble with their sleep? I haven't had a good night of sleep since Saturday night. I have no problem going to sleep or staying sleep. The problem is I am not getting any rest. Let me explain. It's like I'm dreaming all night long. I can't remember the dreams, just that I had them.

And, of course, after I wake up, I feel like I haven't slept at all. *yawn*

I'm going to have some chamomille tea tonight and hopefully that will help. I know it's the excitement and nervousness of the marathon. That's how it usually goes when I have something big coming up. I can't sleep for days, except this time I really need to get some rest!

Lessons

I guess there are always lessons to be learned, aren't there?

We now have a double jogging stroller, in addition to our regular stroller. Since I am a marathoner, I figured I can now take the twins with me whenever I need to train during the week. That's the whole purpose of a jogging stroller, right?

So we head out into the streets of the neighborhood. Here I was, feeling pretty confident after Saturday's run, and thinking running with the twins will be a piece of cake after doing 20 miles.

WRONG! I forgot to take into account running 20 miles alone is NOT the same as running while pushing over 60lbs in front of you. The kids are about 23 lbs each, and the stroller weighs another 23 lbs.

Talk about a humbling lesson! I just couldn't do it. And the questions "Am I ready for Chicago?", "Can I really do a marathon?" came rushing into my head.
I had to remind myself that I will not be pushing the twins in Chicago, and that I am ready to do this.

So here we are, one day closer to the big day.

The final countdown

20 days until the big day. 20 days. wow. It has been an amazing journey. It has been difficult, painful, yet inspiring, and wonderful.

I didn't finish all 22 miles on Saturday. But I came as close as I could, about 20.5. It was painful to say the least. The big toe on my right foot started hurting at the first water stop. I headed to Fox Bay first so I could get it out of the way while I was still "sleep". Great idea. The toe was hurting and the pain went all along my foot. I thought about stopping but I was too far from my car, and my stubborn self wouldn't let me stop.

I walked for a while, to "stretch" them (if that's even possible). It hurt less when I ran, so I kept doing the intervals. I don't think it's the running that made my toe hurt, it was aching on Thursday. It is back to normal now.

Thanks to George, who did the last miles with me, I was able to make it. I was so ready to ask Robin for a ride at the last water stop. If it hadn't been for George, I wouldn't have pushed myself to finish. Thanks George!

I went home and sat in a tub of ice water for a while. Took a 30 min nap while the twins slept. Then we headed to Walmart, and finally went to bed around 8:30. I had a restless night of sleep, I think I was overly tired and just didn't sleep well.

I am nervous and excited, and so ready to get to Chicago.