It was not a great day, running-wise. I'm claiming that the streak is still alive, but just barely and mostly on principle. I didn't get in 20 minutes, which disqualifies me according to the rules I set. Since I am the judge in this, however, and since this experience has brought about change, I am declaring that the spirit of the streak is alive because the streak is clearly accomplishing what I intended: to create intentional consistency in my training.
The day completely ran away with me and I found myself finally returning home after having left the house well before 8:00AM, and finally being settled around 10:30PM. The late arrival, coupled with too many late nights trying to keep the streak going, took its toll and I fell asleep on the couch while getting ready to run. I somehow woke up just before midnight and hopped on the treadmill, barefoot and wearing an undershirt and track pants. Not a pretty picture.
This was a cathartic moment. I'm done with the 11:00PM runs. You can see by my training log that I did more late treadmill runs in the last week than I did in the first three weeks. The increased activity, loss of sleep and busyness of life has got me running on fumes. I also noticed that the loss of sleep is actually causing me to gain weight. I realize that I have been reacting to my schedule, and I now need to be proactive; therefore, I need to start forcing myself to get to bed early and to rise early so that I can run in the morning. I will run at lunch tomorrow and then start morning runs on Saturday.