I was suppose to run 20 miles today. It was going to be my long run for week 15. Last Wednesday we had just gotten home and I was itchin' to go run. Jake offered to run my 20 with me (a few days early). We left at 5:30 am. It was humid. VERY HUMID! But we ran along. Until I got to about mile 13. Something happened to me that hadn't happened before. My legs were sore (that happens) and able to continue running. But my stomach suddenly felt nauseous. I was getting light headed and starting to get a headache. It was almost like running with a hang-over. I slowed down and drank some water. It didn't help that much. I thought that if I walked a little it would pass. As soon as I started running again, BAM! I was feeling worse. I told Jake I couldn't go any farther. So at around mile 15, I sat in someones backyard and waited for him to run home and get the car to pick me up. YEP! I died. I hit the WALL! Jake showed up about 20 minutes later. I was feeling really good. I had stretched while I was waiting. I sort-of wished I had been able to finish the 20, but I have plenty of time to reach that goal. I wouldn't want to injure myself.
Now to talk about the rebound. Yeah, you read the title right. Week 15 & 16. I have been running my long runs a few days early because of our move, so I was thinking a little off today. I checked my schedule (not the date) and saw I was to run 8 Yassos. So I went to the YMCA and started my yasso runs. I wasn't expecting to get them all done. Especially after the rude awakening last week. (I ran 17 in Cambridge!!! Why not 20 in Wichita???) But I surprised myself. I did all 8 in less than an hour and felt fabulous. I think I could have ran a few more. But that is on the schedule in a few weeks. ;)
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Thank you for sharing this. I have waited for Steve to come get me when I bonked. Love the reality.
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