Ugh. As soon as I woke up today, I felt sick, then it passed and I felt great. I had cereal and coffee for breakfast and headed to church. Mentally, I was ready for this run. I had had a blah week, so I was not sure how I would feel about today. I was really excited that it was going to be about 60 and sunny. I waited to do my run this afternoon so that I could run when it was nice and warm. That may have been a mistake.
I set out at 1:00 for this run. I was contemplating switching my route, but I know where everything is on this route. I was feeling good, right on pace at 8:25 miles. I had heated my leg and stretched well before going out, so there were no issues there. I stopped at Ed and Robert's to get water at mile 5.4. I was already half way through the water and only 5/20 were done. I headed up Fairmont and it turns into 522. I was at mile 6.5 and started feeling queezy. Next thing I know, I am puking on the side of 522. I kept going and struggled to keep my pace, but did it. As I got down Fox Dr., my pace started to drop and I was at about 8:34. I made it to Dunkin Donuts at mile 9.8 and lost it there as well. I was not sure what to do. I called Brad and he was really worried and I had to keep him posted. I ran up Stewart St. and ran into David Black. He was willing to take me home, but I wanted to keep pushing. I then came down Washington St. and struggled to make an 8:39 pace. WHAT IS GOING ON??? I got to Runners Retreat at mile 11.22. I spoke to Jordan and then Matt and Rebekah walked by. I filled them in, and they offered to take me home. I declined, but agreed to head home.
I made it as far as the bridge on 81, mile 13 and I had to walk. I was at a 9:25 pace and dying. I started dry heaving near Packs and in front of Dowell J. After I got home, I lost it again. I stretched and then headed to the store to get Gatorade, Ginger Ale, and english muffins. I had soup for dinner. I am sure I need more, but am scared to eat.
Brad and I are trying to figure out what is going on? Do I have a bug? Am I not eating enough? Over training? I guess time will tell. I am going to bed.
Oh, I hate days like that. I've never gotten sick, but I've dry-heaved over my fair share of sea walls... For me, an extra helping of dinner always helps the problem!
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