In training you never know what can or will happen. You can have good days and bad days. Let’s just say Sundays long run was BAD. Tim and I moved our long run to Sunday because of Lara’s swim meet and the LSU football game and shopping filled up the day, so we ran Sunday morning. First I don’t like to miss church to train so I was trying to tell myself that if I prayed the whole way God would let it count.  Any way being human I ran instead of going to church, don’t think I will do that again.

I woke up Sunday morning not feeling well at all. But I thought that once I start running I will feel better. Weather was not bad, cool and a little breeze it was actually good running weather. We started around 6:30 am at the LSU lakes. The start was rough and I just kept telling myself that I need to get warmed up and all the aches and pains would go away. I even took a little bit of a different course and cut thru LSU and visited Mike the Tiger and ran thru campus. Thought that maybe a change of scenery would do the trick, NOT!   It was a very lonely run no cars or people out at this time of the morning on a college campus on a Sunday. Mile six I really felt sick to my stomach and a headache. Great the flu right in the middle of my training. Well I had other plans instead of being sick I would run it out. No, I do not have the flu but everything on my body hurt at that moment.  I told my self that once I make it back to the truck in about 3.5 miles I will eat some shock blocks and drink some water and I will be fine.   Well  by mile 8 I wanted to just cry. This run sucks and the weather was changing to drab. I did make  it back to the truck forced down the shock blocks because food was the last thing I wanted with the way my stomach felt. Did a little stretching because my leg muscles felt very tight and look at my watch knowing I had another 9 miles to go. UGH!! So I started off again. 

Well at least more people were out running and biking so it was not so lonely. I actually had a squirrel running with me for a very short while. Watched about 40 swans feeding of of something in the lake. Passed a house on Standford and it smelled like they were still partying from the night before with their pot smoking.  Other than that I was just trying to get thru this run. Which by the way my training plan called for 3hrs 15 minutes running anywhere from 18 to 20 miles.  I started the run walk routine about mile 10 or 11 because my left leg just was not happy.  I thought about stopping and texting Tim (yes, I run with my phone, for emergencies) and telling him to come and get me when he finished. But I did not I sucked it up and kept on going. Thinking  FORWARD, FORWARD that is what will get you to the truck. Tim ended up texting me telling me he was at the truck and I still had 25 minutes left of my run. That text somewhat helped because I figured he finished now I have too.  Well I got to the point on the run where I could take the long way back or the short way back to the truck I took the short way. My body was not feeling so well and I knew my legs were moving by not real steady. I cut my run short by 10 minutes and 3 miles. I had a bad day.  Tim also had a bad day. With that we headed home to get ready for the second half of Lara’s swim meet.

Not much time left to donate to St. Jude so if you are planning on it do it now. Until next time keep looking up because that is where He is.