Run: 7.8 Miles
Wow, where do I start. My long run was supposed to be 9 miles yesterday and as you can see I fell 1.2 miles short. I decided, like an idiot, to do my run over at Donaldson Center around 2:30pm yesterday.
I put on my fuel belt and was off by 2:45 and feeling ok through the first 2 miles. The first 2 miles are rolling hills and the last little section of the hills really put a hurtin' on me. At the 2 mile mark it was so hot, almost hard to breath and I felt like my shoes were going to melt off my feet at any moment but I plugged along right at a 10 min pace. I made it to the 3.5 mile mark and felt my stomach really doing flips and sure enough my morning fuel found its way on the side of the road! Heat 1, Jason 0! After the quick vomiting session I parked myself under a tree and just soaked my face with water and drank about 8oz. I probably hung out there for about 10-15 minutes before telling myself I need to keep moving. So, I picked myself up and began what I would call a slow death march.
I walked from mile 3.5 to 3.8 where I started feeling much better. I ran from mile 3.8 to 4.6 where round 2 of the technicolor yawn began. The second vomiting session had me concerned because now I have nothing left in my system and I'm down to about 4oz of water and still over 4 miles left to go. Heat 2, Jason 0! I started back to the slow walk and walked from 4.6 all the way to mile 6.1. As I was walking I looked up at the sky and noticed a very large storm moving in on me with several rolls of thunder at mile 6.1 I began to run.
With the sun behind the clouds and a light sprinkle in the air I was back to running. I was just glad to have my legs back underneath me and the sun not beating me into submission. As I ran I got a nasty side stitch that just would not go away, I thought to myself, well at least I'm not throwing up! I took a couple of real deep breaths which really seemed to help. As I neared the car the clouds really started to rip open with heavy rain fall and lots of rolling thunder and I made a decision to stop at 7.8. I stood there, by the car, in the pouring down rain, bent over in pain...
I was questioning myself, I was putting doubt in my mind! Can I really do this? Is 26.2 miles really achievable? What am I doing? I broke down...
Then all of a sudden in my broken down state something popped in my head. Saturday evening I watched the Pro Football Hall of Fame Induction ceremony where inductee Michael Irvin, the famous wide receiver most remembered for his off the field troubles, gave his speech and what an amazing speech it was. What popped into my head was the very end of his speech...
"LOOK UP, GET UP, AND DON'T EVER GIVE UP!" "You tell everyone or anyone that has ever doubted, thought they did not measure up or wanted to quit, you tell them to look up, get up and don't ever give up."
So that's what I did. I sat up and told myself yes I can do this, yes 26.2 is achievable, and yes I will run a marathon on November 10th. I jumped in the car and took off for the house.
When I arrived home I jumped on the scale to find I had lost almost 7 pounds! Yikes! From about 5pm to 11pm I had probably 40oz of Powerade and 30oz of water. The Powerade was so good going down. I also ate a very large portion of spaghetti and a small salad around 7:30. After all of that I gained most of the fluid loss back.
This weeks long run is 10 miles and I can assure you it will be done either early in the morning or later in the evening! No more high humidity runs for me! Here's my week...
Tuesday: 3 Miles
Wednesday: 5 Miles
Thursday: 3 Miles
Sunday: 10 Miles
I hope everyone has a safe Monday. I will just be resting tonight! - Jason:)