WEEK 10, DAY 7, Part 1: Stayed out too late last night, overslept, ARGH!

It's amazing how differently one day can feel from the very next day.

I knew my days of getting up early enough to work out hard on the weekends were bound to hit a wall at some point. I didn't get home from my party until after midnight last night and I let myself sleep, thinking that I would naturally get up at my usual time - and, if I didn't, it meant I needed the sleep. Besides, I can always work out late afternoon, right?

I didn't wake up until 7:37, which is almost 40 minutes past the time I should have already been at Waterfront Park to ride the Olympic course. If I had bounded out of bed, dressed, racked my bike, eaten, and ridden out to Clermont, it would have been after 9am, which means my 25mi ride/3.5 mi run would have taken me well into the noon hour, when today's temperatures were scheduled to be about 97 and feel 100.

Quick weather check: when's the next time the temperatures will be in the low 90s, high 80s? 7pm tonight. That doesn't give me time to ride before sundown.

I'm fucked.

Yes, I know - I can just suck it up and go out in the heat after 3. But I really don't see any reason, if I'm not racing, to subject myself to around 2 hours of direct 100-degree-temperature sun exposure. It would be one thing if I wasn't running on empty, but I'm beat. This week and staying up past 10pm wiped me out last night.

I feel like a lazy slug. Whenever I miss workouts I just can't shake the guilt. Now I have to re-arrange an entire week's schedule.