August 30, 2011 by Amy B
I’ve been remiss in posting because I’ve been busy, but also because I’ve been annoyed about Sunday’s run:
To be fair, I was sick in the morning and instead of committing to the 20 miler I was supposed to run, I decided to run eight. It was getting late in the day and company was coming over for dinner in the evening.
Maybe this was my body’s way of telling me I should have just bagged it for the day. I tried to run slowly and conservatively. It was warm; the sun was still out and it hadn’t started to cool down yet. I drank plenty of fluid, but wonder if I was a little dehydrated to begin with.
I’ve already missed one run this week (also due to feeling ill) and am going to try to get out tonight for five if I feel up to it. I’ll wait until the sun goes down and I’ll try not to shove my piehole full of junk. That will be the biggest challenge.
This past week has been filled with a lot of convenience food and cake. Also, probably a solid contributor to my crummy times and feeling off my game.