I always think of myself as tough, physically but when my body goes it's pretty messed up.
This run was pretty, it was the aftermath that wasn't so pretty.
Dolce and I left before Earl got there because we knew that we would be out on the course upward of 3 and half hours. For Dolce, the run didn't start out too hot, she had to rely on some "shady beans" instead of her usual CLIF SHOTS.
I got something new this time around, it was Black Cherry with Caffiene which was awesome! I also tossed in some peanut M&M's to outset my hunger and to motivate me. I tried to eat one every 2 miles but I had to keep taking out my gum and then the peanuts would get all stuck in the gum.
I got new shoes on Friday night so I was feeling pretty snazzy, along with my long sleeve tech shirt, I was feeling really special. I also had a new playlist of new songs playing so, I was rolling along. Dolce and I trotted along nicely for 7 miles, running part of the path that was completely new to us was exciting. At mile 7, there was a hawk sitting on the railing, just chill. We passed Early shortly after, he was looking strong.
I was feeling really strong all the way back to the start point. I turned around and knew that I needed to run out 3 miles and back again. I passed Dolce on the way and said, "5 more miles" but she didn't look too happy at that point.
I started to die out at the 13 mile mark. I began to really resent running. I thought, "why should I finish?" or "I can just walk in." or "Who's really going to know that I didn't finish my run?" My legs begun to block out the pain and just drag behind me. I get to a point when all I think about is the ice bath and dry clothes at the end of the line. My neck was the sorest part of my body.I was so tired at the end but happy.
I sat down and felt like peeing and passing out at the same time. I got up to go to the car to change my shirt and suddenly I felt like someone just slapped me across the face. I got out of the car and dry heaved into the bushes while sweat flowed down my face and onto the ground. I hobbled back to Jas and Dolce when suddenly I felt like the world was spinning and everything went white. My vision returned but in technocolor, there were splotches everywhere. (After consulting Dr. Internet, I self-diagnosed myself with heat exhaustion)I needed to get into a cool area and soon. I slowly recovered and limped into the Village Inn.
I didn't do ice bath and was achy all day so, ice bath is my friend and so is a nap..... I'm on the road again tomorrow so I can do this again in two weeks.
Am I crazy? Why would I do something so painful every weekend?
