I first learned about the Obama-Biden ticket at 10:30 yesterday morning. As I ran south on East 9th Street, a scrolling marquee on the Key building reported the news. Though I would have seen this had I turned on a television or computer before my run, it was still nice to have the information delivered so conveniently.
Yesterday's run:
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It was a long run and it felt very long. Traveling from the west side to the east side probably contributed a lot to this, downtown acting as a sort of mental wall. The most challenging times were leaving downtown and traveling the improved but desolate Euclid Corridor, and scaling the Mayfield hill after a water break at Joe and Sheila's. And the last mile. The last mile was rough. I didn't have much left in the tank, and for the second straight Saturday my left hip and right knee proved bothersome. My hip is feeling fine today, but the knee is still tender.
These day-to-day aches and pains may just be minor annoyances that end up resolving themselves, but even so I think they are indicative of the challenges inherent to this phase of the experience. At this point, not much is easy. Having finished 11 of 18 weeks, my official training is now over 60% complete. As I mentioned to Evan on Friday, that seems to be the toughest part of the Saturday runs as well. You're past the halfway point, but the novelty has worn off and it's too early to start considering yourself "almost done". That's sort of how this whole thing feels right now.
2 comments:
poor matt! i hope you're not grinding your bones together!! hang in there and, you know, hang in there....
seriously, you're a trooper!
my long run last weekend was a scare... started before 8am and felt GREAT through 13 miles... but with four more left (i was shooting for 17) my tank hit empty. humidity and the heat was a killer...
i stopped at 15 miles from a bad stomach ache (later, i learned it was from eating a couple bites of cliff bar at mile 7 and unable to digest it)
walked/shuffled the last 2 miles home and after a shower, a little more fluids, and unsuccessfully downing some food, i curled into bed from a still bothersome stomach ache.
woke up nauseous and stumbled in the bathroom... broke out in a cold sweat, got clammy and cold, started fading, heard myself breathing shallow, and before i know it, i'm passed out on the floor.
i remember waking up and i'm staring at the bottom of the door and the hardwood floors... head hurts, and hip hurts (where i fell)
apparently i fainted... no idea how long i was out, but figured out (online research) that i was severely dehydrated to the point of heat exhaustion and sipped liquids for a few hours until i became myself again...
talk about a mess... i was so shaken up all weekend. didn't drink enough liquids on my run. even the fuel belt wasn't enough liquids... hopefully this weekend i'll fare better. i'm contemplating trying the long run again (instead of the 10 mile) but we'll see how i'm feeling later this week...
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