Where was I before I got sidetracked by national news?
That’s right! I was running!
This morning we stepped out the door to absolutely perfect running weather. It was maybe 70° with some of the lowest humidity we’ve had around here for months. I was so excited to get the chance to run in something other than blistering heat or humidity that you can cut with a knife.
Things started out well enough. The first three 3:1 (run:walk) circuits went well enough so I was feelin’ pretty good about things. Circuit 4 went okay, but not as quick a pace as the first three, and so it continued until about 90 seconds into Circuit 8 I had to stop running and walk for eight to ten steps. I started running again, lasted maybe another ten steps, and had to go back to walking. Rich (whose knee is still recuperating) drove up beside me to see if I was okay. I told him I was I’d just run out of steam. I regrouped and managed to push out the last two running circuits. But they were u-g-l-y.
And I couldn’t figure out what the problem was. I got ample sleep last night. I didn’t have any injuries. And the weather was absolutely perfect! I’ve had better runs with a 100º+ heat index during my first two weeks running than this one in perfect conditions six weeks into my training!
And then it dawned on me: I was literally running on empty.
Our alarm goes off at 4:40 am with the goal of being out the door and moving at 5. This really doesn’t leave time for fueling the machine and frankly I’m lucky it took this long for that to catch up to me like this.
I know that for me running on a full stomach is a recipe for disaster.
I also know me well enough to know full well that I am not going to get up at 3:30 am to have enough lead time to eat something before running. Besides I’m not one of those people who can go from pillow to plate in anything under an hour.
However a couple weeks ago I discovered what we refer to as Gatorade’s “pouches” which are actually called Gatorade Prime. I was admittedly skeptical the first week. I figured they were nothing more than brilliant marketing meets gullible public. I was mistaken. Downing one of those little bad boys really made a big difference during my Monday evening runs at the end of my work day when all I really want to do is get home and in my jammies, and on a couple days when the heat was nearly unbearable. It dawned on me this morning that one of those might be just the thing I need. Guess what I picked up at the store this evening on the way home to have tomorrow morning?
Timing being what it is an old friend from high school who has also recently become a runner pointed me to an article on Runner’s World’s website today addressing bad runs: Three Reasons to Feel Good About Bad Runs in which Coach Jenny says “We can learn much more from the runs that humble us than the ones that go so well we hardly take notice. Bad runs inspire us to evaluate what went wrong.” I think she’s on to something!
As am I!