Amazing 12-day streak of eight-hour sleep nights interrupted

Disney's Magic Kingdom fireworks from nearby neighborhood
The timing was randomly impeccable

 

Disney's Magic Kingdom fireworks from nearby neighborhood
The final explosion as car pulled into driveway.

 

Amazing 12-day streak of eight-hour sleep nights interrupted. Arriving home after 10pm concluding an 18-hour travel day and turning around for 4am trip to airport for Cheryl.

Not Orlando airport, but Sanford airport – twice as far away.

Four-and-a-half hours sleep is staggeringly different.

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Note: Ten of 12 days were in Canadian hotel rooms on two separate trips. A truly astonishing feat of discipline and planning.

 

This is a moving target and we know it

Jack the bear in Saskatoon airport
Without running, all this traveler sees is the airport and the hotel

 

One of the biggest contributors to our ability to handle the things that cause us stress, like tragedy, is our focus on our physical health.

This is a moving target and we know it.

Even though it’s difficult to accomplish it is not a reason to give up and accept less.

Knowing the weather in Saskatoon would be well below freezing the entire stay, the strategy switched from exercise to sleep.

Happy to report three consecutive nights with nearly eight hours sleep.

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Four for four and 55?

Runners time on iPhone screen shot
Here’s the first announcement of the (running) comeback 2014. Shhh…

 

Four for four and 55?

Four consecutive nights getting eight hours sleep. Months, maybe longer since that’s happened.

Why?

Busy.

What happens with the insidiously slow change in our sleep intake?

Some say we don’t need as much as we age.

Not if we are inactive. But what if our body needs the rest, then what?

Unplanned 55-minute run. About 10 minutes longer than normal.

Felt it at the end. Probably psychological?

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It’s obvious by the closed eyes this comes with the territory

Phillies stadium
Never a shortage of interesting places, many are visited before breakfast.

 

Sitting in Philadelphia International airport waiting for a short flight to NYC and eating a slice of pizza for lunch.

Too busy to run this morning (and too tired and too cold).

Too busy to write – until now.

Looking around, it’s obvious by the closed eyes in the boarding area that this comes with the territory.

Figure it out.

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