by I am an 8-hours of sleep kind of girl. I absolutely need sleep. When I fall short, I feel bad. It’s not just the usual grumpiness, but I feel sick and don’t eat well. It’s not a good thing when I have a sleep deficit.
Because of high school band, Boy Child has to be up at 5:30 a.m. Tuesday through Friday. On T/Th nights, he has soccer from 8–9:30 p.m. Because of the location of practice and the coach’s lack of ability to release the boys on time, we frequently don’t get home until 10:15 p.m.
How are these things connected? Well, again, because of the location, it makes no sense for me to drop off Boy Child and then come back to get him. So I have to find something to do to fill that time. In the past, his practice was from 7:30–9 p.m., which meant plenty of daylight so I would run and walk the dog. Not so now. I lost daylight at 8-something; when the time changes, there won’t be any at all. We still walked in the dark, but only around the parking lots, which got boring fast, and so we spent about the last hour simply watching practice (which is nice and all but still…).
I got the bright idea that on Thursday, I would bring my bike and trainer to set up and ride while watching practice (sorry, dog, no walk). Genius, no? I might look like a total tool, but that has never really stopped me from anything. And on the wrong day, simple parental existence can be embarrassing for a kid, so who cares if my kid is mortified? But I realized last night when we got home that this option is no good. I’d be too jazzed to sleep. Last night, I didn’t sleep until midnight — and that was with very light exercise, strolling, really. My 5:30 a.m. wake-up came awfully early.
I’m just tired and complain-y right now. I’m sure I’ll work out a great use of that time AND manage to get some more sleep.
Spinning Soccer Mom!!
Funny! I can see you out there spinning on the soccer field in my mind\’s eye. It may appear funny to some, but I bet they don\’t look nearly as fit at you. Awesome time trial time by the way.