Well, I managed to keep up with the pushup challenge for two weeks this time, instead of one. Then after several days in a row of major sleep deprivation, I found myself too whooped to do even one good-form pushup. Blah. I was supposed to start Week 3 on Wednesday, but I haven't done any pushups since Monday (and no "good" ones since Sunday). I suck.
I did manage to catch up on some sleep today though, so I'm going to try re-starting Week 2 tomorrow and continuing on from there rather than giving up completely. Seems like the way to go.
I am definitely a different person when I'm getting enough sleep (even for very broad definitions of "enough"). I know this isn't an earth-shattering revelation or anything, but man. This whole vampire shift / new mother experience has really been a test in endurance at times. Tom is remarkably patient to put up with my snarky lows, especially on the occasions when even I have a hard time putting up with me. His schedule's been no picnic either, but he's been good and helpful picking up the slack with chores and stuff. I am very fortunate.
And now another rough week is nearly at an end. Yay for Friday! Have a good weekend, everyone.