Well after my last blog I was really looking forward to todays run. I felt like me and body were beginning to talk the same language. Huh!!
The warm up went well and both body and I were eager to be off. The temperature for a change appeared to be just right, and my running style is definitely improving. At the 12.5min stage I was still feeling pretty good. My legs were tired, but no more than on previous runs. Then the 20min stage, oh boy what the heck happened?
Body decided that it had had enough. It claimed exhaustion, and the gremlin on my back insisted that there was no way we could do this run. It's only 5mins I groaned. We've done this run twice before. No claimed body we can't go on. The argument in my head ping ponged between I can do this, I can't do this for an eternity. Finally I said we are finishing this run whatever. I'm not failing. Laura's 1min to go warning was never so welcome. By then my stomach was cramping, and my breath sounded like I was going to pass out. When she said slow down I pretty much passed out. It took all my strength to keep walking. I felt so sick. That is one run I never want to repeat.
I think I'll be taking an extra days rest this week.