Race Week : When Everything Went Wrong
How's that for a dramatic title? Today is the day I was supposed to run the Pittsburgh 10 Miler, but (spoiler) I didn't make it to the starting line. Keep reading to hear what went wrong!
I was thinking of taking this day off, but ran anyway because I wanted to hit 87 miles for the month (to match September). I felt really good and just took this run easy before work.
Yoga / 45:00
I usually go to yoga on Tuesdays, but I had a meeting scheduled during lunch. This is such a busy time at work that I haven't been able to take a lunch in what seems like forever! There always seems to be a meeting scheduled so I have to sneak in lunch whenever I can.
Another easy and slow run, with some striders thrown in there to stretch out my legs. Felt good! On this day, I was also asked to work on Saturday night/Sunday morning. We have testing to do on a new app feature, so I had to be on call in case anything went wrong. Race day is Sunday morning, so I was a little worried about having to stay up late on Saturday, but what can you do?
I was feeling great and actually had an entire lunch break from work. Everything was going great until around 2:00 when I started to feel really sick all of a sudden. I won't go into too much detail, but I'm pretty sure that I had food poisoning, and my amazing husband left work to save me and take me home. I went directly to bed and didn't move the rest of the night...
...or the entire day Friday. I also couldn't keep any food down, so I mostly had liquids and some toast.
I had so many plans for Saturday- a housewarming for Sarah, lunch with a friend, packet pickup for the race, and a surprise party for my best friend who was visiting from out of town. I was feeling better, but I felt like I had no energy and could barely even get out of bed! I ended up eating to get some strength back and staying in to watch the Penn State game. I also skipped the packet pickup and decided not to run the race.
Big fat DNS for me. I was sad to miss my favorite race that I've run every single year since it started, but I figured it was for the best. I know that I could have made myself run the race, but I really just didn't feel like running and possibly dropping out. I've never started a race and not finished, so I knew that if I started running I would have made myself finish and possibly get even more sick.
So there you have it. No race, and breaking my streak for the 10 Miler. I'm disappointed, but I think taking the rest of the year off will be good for me. I'll be sharing more about my thoughts on the year and my burnout tomorrow!