It robs you.
Not of your money.
It robs you of your groove.
And hydration.
No matter how much Gatorade or water you drink while you’re there, no matter how closely you monitor your urine color – really I did this like it was my job – you arrive back home utterly and completely dehydrated.
Okay maybe it wasn’t just Vegas.
Maybe it was Vegas and airline travel.
But you arrive home utterly and completely dehydrated.
And you feel like hammered crap*.
And you miss your mid-length run on Thursday night because you are utterly exhausted from the dehydration. And the delayed “last flight out of Atlanta to Memphis”.
Either way, you miss that Mid-Length Run that might have told you that your ‘Knother Knee was still a bit bothered from that sharp incline you ran down during your last Long Run – you who are unaccustomed to running down sharp inclines – so that you wouldn’t have come so completely unstrung when you had to cut Saturday’s nine mile run short when The ‘Knother Knee started screaming speaking loudly at the 2.5 mile mark. Then making the (wise, prudent, forward-thinking) choice to turn around at three miles and walk – yes I said W-A-L-K – back the entire three miles.
And trust that your training for your first half-marathon (in 54 days from today) isn’t completely off track and that you will finish the race.
BUT!
To my credit, I did run while In Vegas and On Vacation.
I ran four miles.
Okay, I ran most of four miles. I went up and down a lot of stairs. I used them as my walking intervals. There were a lot of walking intervals.
And I did not knock over any of the other tourists who were in my way on the sidewalks at 7:30 am.
But I have things to catch up with here.
Like my newest tattoo. Herbert The Turtle. And what he means to my running.
And I shall.
After tomorrow’s run as a Coach!
*Steel Magnolias reference. Forward to 0:33 if you don’t want to watch the entire clip.
That was an excellent post today. Thanks so much for sharing it. I really enjoyed reading it very much. Have a great day.
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But at least you’re getting better at realizing what the issue is, and to NOT overdo it and just know that you’re training is progressing, and you WILL cross the finish line in 54 days!
Downhills….yeah….they’ll knock you 3 ways from Sunday…or your knees at least. Been there. Good luck with it…hope it straightens up and flies right….