70 Miles and Pooped!

I finally made a 70 mile non-race week; woohoo! All I have to say is that it is a sacrifice to run that much in a week. I average about 6 1/2 hours of sleep a night so that I can run early with the b-n-law (and yes, people at work do notice I look like a zombie!), I delay social activities on the weekend so I can get my long run in and still have time to nap because I'm drained at the end of a work/running week, and I let my house look like crap and say that I'll clean everything after church on Sunday but really I just cash out in front of the TV for 3 hours (yep...just woke up and I'm sitting with a pile of clean sheets on the dining room table, needed to be folded). Dang! I don't even have 1 kid, let alone 2 or 3 kids, who need to be driven around to sports and plays and fed and cared for. How do other people do it?? I actually have a little extra time at night since my husband's in school but what do others do? I know that Nick has some kids and he does it; gets up at 3:30am everyday and counts on his espresso. Ay ay ay.

So about the 70 miles, I started out ahead because I didn't have to work last Monday so I ran 16 miles. Then I hit 35 or something on Thursday so I bet Brian again that I had to do x amount of miles over the weekend to equal 70 and there ya have it. Yes, my legs were tired and heavy and my 16 mile run yesterday took forevvvvver.

Even after my long-arse ponderment on the sacrifice of running (I just googled "ponderment" to see if it's a word and I still can't tell. I like it though.) there's something about it that makes me want to do it again...keep uppin the mileage. It's crazy to think how much time and energy the 70 miles took in a week and I'm going to attempt 100 miles in 24+ hours at Woodstock. Why will I do it??