This marathon clinic that I am co-instructing is a huge, all-consuming commitment right now. I knew it would require a lot of my energy and attention, but it does even more so than I imagined. There is so much planning and coordination involved, from the schedule to the workouts to the routes (3 runs per week) to the info/discussion topics to the guest speakers to the brunches and so on. We have to manage a lot of people (60+) at widely varied levels, with widely varied abilities and goals. I am so grateful to our volunteer pace group leaders who have helped out tremendously in this regard, but a lot of it still falls on us.
Don’t get me wrong – I am enjoying the experience and find it very rewarding. It feels good to give back in what little way I can and I am also learning a lot in the process. My co-instructor is awesome and we are having a lot of fun. BUT it’s a lot of work.
Combine all of that with a heavy training load, evening commitments 4 nights a week until 9PM or later (Mon-Wed-Fri swim, Thursday clinic) and of course my actual full time job (which is busier than ever lately – go figure) and I have very little “spare” time. It’s a miracle that we can keep up with groceries and laundry and adequate food prep in the middle of all of that.
As a result, I have not been able to devote nearly as much time to the blog (and keeping up with your blogs) lately as I typically do. I often find myself scrambling to put a post together, lacking the thought, detail and photos that I usually aim to provide. I’m sure you can understand why I haven’t been remembering to take pictures of what I’m eating or what I look like after a workout (you know you love that), let alone writing actual content for this blog or reading/commenting on yours. I consider it a success if I leave the house wearing pants!
I often have good intentions to catch up over the weekend, but then I feel the need to turn my brain off and watch mindless TV or movies with hubs if we actually have a chance to sit on the couch. After staring at the computer and stringing words together all day long every day, sometimes that is the last thing I want to do on the weekend.
Of course I realise that blogging is not, in fact, a “job” and I am not obligated to anybody but myself, but I still feel the urge to apologize for my (sort of) absence. I have actually been tempted a few times to just shut it down for now, but I’d hate to miss the opportunity to document my journey to Boston, even if I am not documenting nearly as much as I’d like.
So, I will endeavour to do the best I can with the time I have for now. Thank you for being patient and understanding with me. Something tells me we have all felt like this at one time or another.