This week’s training went really well until Saturday. I’ll get into that a bit more in a minute, but first I want to announce the winner of my What is True Beauty shoe lace giveaway. The winner was selected using Random.org and was comment #5 from Emily, the Blogging Runner. Congrats Emily, make sure to check your inbox for an e-mail from me! If you didn’t win the shoelace giveaway, don’t worry, I have another giveaway coming up very soon!
Training this week went fairly well until Saturday which was a 15 miler. All week I’ve been feeling just kind of bleh, like you do before your body revolts and gets sick. I’ve been hydrating like crazy, taking my vitamins and thought that I had kicked whatever was in my system. Friday night I felt fine, even got to have a dinner date with my two best friends, but Saturday when I woke up, I just felt crummy. I was only able to get a little less than 6 hours of sleep so I didn’t really put too much thought into how I was feeling. I ate my standard pre-run meal (Kashi cereal and skim milk), chewed a couple Tums, took a Tylenol and headed off to meet the girls.
It was about 4 miles into the run was when I noticed I really wasn’t feeling well. That crummy feeling I mentioned earlier had turned into the ‘if I stop, I think I may throw up’ feeling. Now this is probably where a rational person would have bid adieu to her running girls and headed back to the car satisfied with getting 8 miles in. Nope, Gina, the bright person I am, decided to stick it out…Afterall, I didn’t want to look at my training plan and see a incomplete run. Totally irrational thinking!! During the run, I had chillbumps (the temps were in the 80s), horrible GI cramps, trouble getting a deep breath and my body just plain ached. At mile 11, I remember rounding the corner and being able to see the ending point just over the Ocean Springs bridge. I knew it was just a few more miles and I’d be back at my car which would take me to a shower and my bed. I just had to cross this bridge first…
Obviously, I survived the run and was able to check off the miles on my training plan. Even with all the walk breaks I still managed an 11:10 pace which doesn’t include a few times where I paused my Garmin to let the stars stop spinning. I took my temp when I got home and discovered a low-grade fever. Brilliant, Gina. I woke up Sunday with my throat feeling like it was engulfed in flames. Oy.
Now onto Isaac…. Right now everyone on the Gulf Coast is talking about him and trying to figure out what exactly his plans are for us. We know that he’s going to become a hurricane and, thanks to the lack of agreement in hurricane models, we’re not exactly sure where he’s going. Right now we’re still inside the “cone of uncertainty” (yes, that’s really what it’s called) but he keeps moving closer to the west. I’m really, selfishly, hoping that he keeps going west but even if he does, we’re on the bad side of the hurricane and are going to get some really nasty weather. What’s even worse, is Isaac is projected to make landfall on the 7th anniversary of when Hurricane Katrina ravaged our beautiful Coast. Mother Nature sure has a sick sense of humor sometimes. Even without another hurricane coming our way, this time of year is always hard for the people of the Gulf Coast. We’re reminded of lost love ones, pets, homes and what total devestation can look like. I worry about this storm triggering some people’s PTSD. Please say a prayer that this Isaac diminishes drastically or at least doesn’t get any worse than he already is. I know that God can do anything, to include making Isaac go away.
Question: What do you do when life throws you a curve ball like illness or a hurricane during training? Do you roll with the punches or do you foolishly try to conquer it?