Ok so this was the hardest run so far. There was one major reason for this: I was working until fairly late last night (outdoors) and got home absolutely famished. The weather was colder than it has been and added to my hunger to such a degree that It seemed like a good idea to order in Chinese food when I got home. So at 10pm I ate special chow mein and an omelette.
Anyway, all through my run this morning (at 6.30am) I felt like I was going to be sick. It was one of the hardest runs I’ve done and I also felt extra wheezy. I was so tired last night that I didn’t take my preventer asthma inhaler. Plus it was raining.
I started off extra slowly as it was my first 30 minute run. I was already struggling in the first five minutes as my legs were achy and my lungs were wheezy and I just wasn’t feeling it due to the weather. I got to 10 minutes and told myself I was a third of the way through. Laura’s pep talks today were extremely welcome, none more so than when I hit the 10 minute mark as I was seriously thinking about stopping. 10 minutes felt like 20 and I really thought I was going to throw up.
Once I got to 15 minutes on the flat bit I was determined to keep going. I thought if I was sick I would just carry on afterwards. I ran my usual three times back and forth on the path and Laura told me when I had been running for 20 minutes (or at least I think she did) and again when I had 5 minutes left to run. As usual for the last 5 I was running downhill and I realised I was going faster than normal in my desire to get the run done and so I ran around Hampstead lido so I didn’t have to run uphill at the end.
Once I was finished, Laura congratulated me on running for 30 minutes and I couldn’t believe I had managed to get through it. On the walk home I got a phone call from a friend who needed an early morning pep talk and this took my mind off my sick feeling and the toilet gremlins which were now kicking in and also being soaking wet. I think it is the most elated I’ve ever felt after a run, mainly because I did virtually the whole thing in discomfort.
The moral of this tale is don’t eat a big meal late at night when you’re a 57 year old man with acid reflux! Anyway, I DID IT - I RAN FOR 30 MINUTES!!!