
Monster Girl wandered into our bedroom around 5:15 this morning and woke me up. With one little push she managed to give my day a pretty rough start.
When I woke up, I was torn between, "Why did she wake me up so early," and, "Why didn't my alarm go off at 4:30?" She did a pretty good job of splitting the difference between my normal wake-up times. Apparently, she was hungry.
But only so long as her daddy was willing to sit with her and let her watch a t.v. show.
Which I wouldn't. So I didn't.
As an alternative, she picked "sit and sniffle and cry while trying to drink milk." That made me sufficiently nervous that I gave up trying to get back to sleep. When I went to take a shower, she dragged a pillow and blanket into the bathroom.
And promptly fell asleep.
The score as I walked out the door for work? Overslept by 45 minutes. Missed training. Woke up 45 minutes early for a non-workout day. Everyone involved in my sleep being disrupted still sleeping.
In other words, about par for the course.
The good news is that it's another long weekend. Full, but long. We have a birthday party for the kids on Saturday, and Friday will be a day off to help get everything ready. That should give me a good opportunity for a long swim and run in the morning. If things are going smoothly enough, I'll be able to do the same on Saturday.
As for today, I'll have to make the training up on the way home. That will be the second workout this week. At least the first was due to snow.

And just because a picture of Monster Girl must be balanced with a picture of B-Boy, another from the Oshkosh Area Kids' Triathlon. It's fitting as my son woke me up, today, as well. He was just less thorough. I never saw the alarm clock as he was roaming about.