Not great. Not great at all.
My issues started on Tuesday night. I went to Taco Tuesday! At Tijuana Flats.
I had chicken tacos and they were lovely. Sadly….
At about 3 am I was awoken with a rather upset stomach. Not so lovely any more…
Since I rarely get an upset tummy, I realized with chagrin, that I had no drugs in the house to help with the fact that I did say yes to tacos. No mylanta, no tums, no alka seltzer, nothing. I just realized I think I do have Zofran, but that is just for nausea..not misery.
At 4;15 I got up and did my usual routine….
Walk the beast.
I had a 5 miler and a 45 minute spin on the books. I was a little grumpy/nervous because to get this one done I was going to have to run in the dark. While it’s generally very safe here…I’m not an idiot and I realize that running in the dark does kind of predispose me to many sorts of problems. Being that it is such a triathlete mecca, I should not have worried…I saw someone else at least every half mile.
Once I headed outside I realized today was not going to be a great running morning. It was HOT. Much hotter than yesterday. And damply humid.
I took the first mile quickly, a little too quickly. Going into the second mile, I was telling myself slow down, slow down, slow down. There is a long gentle hill during the second half of mile 2. Usually not a problem. But as I hit mile 1.6 I was so nauseous…I considered going back to the gym and quitting. This is probably what my coach would have preferred. But you know…I am not a quitter, even when I should be. I walked a little took some deep deep breaths made some unpleasant retching noises, encountered another runner…(at least it was dark right?) and finally started to jog again. When I hit mile 2 I was feeling better. I continued on to mile 3 doing some running and occasional walks. I encountered more runners…and a cyclist. I then turned around and made my way home. Once I got back to the gym…I was still miserable. Tummy cramps…I changed shirts and crawled on to the bike. I pedalled for about 13 minutes 3-4 miles. then my stomach just protested too much. I hit the showers.
Luckily…my boss begged me to Furlough half a day at work today, so at noon, I went back and killed the 45 min spin. Admittedly, My tummy still feels strange.
NO MORE TACOS. tomorrow is swim and weights day and I am saying YAhoo!!!!! I can not remember what it feels like to run in cooler temps, but I’m willing to find out.