Sloshy Stomach and Stripper Stages
Hey there campers...
I've added another check mark under the crappy run column.
Yesterday was supposed to be an easy six miles. Which turned into a really hard, pathetic five.
Training started an hour earlier, so getting up before six was definitely a challenge. I was exhausted and I was in an overall less than stellar mood because of it. I knew I was dehydrated going into the run. The day before consistsed of an iced tea, half a glass of gatorade and 2 beers. Minimal water. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Never will I do that again.
So we're running along at 7am and it's already something ridiculous like 85 degrees. I am miserable. Around 2.5 miles I feel as if my heart is going to explode through my chest and I had to keep stopping in the shade to get my heart rate in check. I'm downing so much water I can feel it sloshing around in my stomach when I run...one of the grossest sensations ever. It's just truly awful. So we get back to the water stop area and Coach Jenny from the spring team is there and tells me to do a lap around the field so I can stay close to home base, God forbid something happen to me. So I make it through running and walking one lap. I feel okay still...so I start one more time around the soccer field (which is a mile give or take 15 yards). Half way on my second loop, the heart rate is again going bananas and I feel the acid rising in my stomach. Let's just say I tasted my balance bar for the second time that morning right in front of a bunch of kids. I sucked it up and did a walk/run for the last half mile and stretched when I got back.
Taylor returned shortly thereafter without Mike. She tells me that his foot was really bothering him a mile and a half out and he stopped to talk with Coach Chris about it. We need to get him orthotics (has anyone ever had these?) to help with his arch. Poor guy...on top of that he had some blisters pop, too.
The only good news from this run is my hip wasn't bothering me. YAY!
So we make it home and pass out on the couch for who knows how long. Christine, who is training for her first 5k (the Bucktown 5k in October) comes over and we take her to buy some running shoes at Fleet Feet. And because it is virtually impossible for us to go into a running store and NOT buy anything....we walked out with around a hundred bucks of merch (ooops). New socks and Brooks running shorts for me, fuel belt for Mike, a copy of Dean's book Ultramarathon Man, and a 2 for 3 packaging of Gu with the new Lemon Sublime flavor...yes, consumerism at its best. Just kidding.
Anyway...last night was a friend's bachelorette party...in which I pulled a "mouse." ....except I didn't hurt my eye, and I didn't go to the hospital. I just managed to royally f-up my left ankle and knee. Yes, I fell off of a makeshift stripper stage while dancing (I wasn't actually stripping or anything...there was a male revue earlier that evening and said strip joint turned into a pretty fun club hours later). Drinks were being sloshed ALL over the place and as a result, Barb went tumbling to her doom. So this morning, my ankle is swollen to the size of Montana and the inside of my left knee is 5 fabulous shades of blue, purple, black, green and yellow.
Brilliant. Consider this to be reason #348974 why I should not be allowed to wear heels. EVER. And the thing is, they were only an inch and a half. I am soooo super lame.
The tentative plan yesterday was to run 2-3 miles today. And now, since running appears to be out of the question...I'm hoping for a casual 1-2 mile walk later today (assuming Mike lets me).
I've added another check mark under the crappy run column.
Yesterday was supposed to be an easy six miles. Which turned into a really hard, pathetic five.
Training started an hour earlier, so getting up before six was definitely a challenge. I was exhausted and I was in an overall less than stellar mood because of it. I knew I was dehydrated going into the run. The day before consistsed of an iced tea, half a glass of gatorade and 2 beers. Minimal water. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Never will I do that again.
So we're running along at 7am and it's already something ridiculous like 85 degrees. I am miserable. Around 2.5 miles I feel as if my heart is going to explode through my chest and I had to keep stopping in the shade to get my heart rate in check. I'm downing so much water I can feel it sloshing around in my stomach when I run...one of the grossest sensations ever. It's just truly awful. So we get back to the water stop area and Coach Jenny from the spring team is there and tells me to do a lap around the field so I can stay close to home base, God forbid something happen to me. So I make it through running and walking one lap. I feel okay still...so I start one more time around the soccer field (which is a mile give or take 15 yards). Half way on my second loop, the heart rate is again going bananas and I feel the acid rising in my stomach. Let's just say I tasted my balance bar for the second time that morning right in front of a bunch of kids. I sucked it up and did a walk/run for the last half mile and stretched when I got back.
Taylor returned shortly thereafter without Mike. She tells me that his foot was really bothering him a mile and a half out and he stopped to talk with Coach Chris about it. We need to get him orthotics (has anyone ever had these?) to help with his arch. Poor guy...on top of that he had some blisters pop, too.
The only good news from this run is my hip wasn't bothering me. YAY!
So we make it home and pass out on the couch for who knows how long. Christine, who is training for her first 5k (the Bucktown 5k in October) comes over and we take her to buy some running shoes at Fleet Feet. And because it is virtually impossible for us to go into a running store and NOT buy anything....we walked out with around a hundred bucks of merch (ooops). New socks and Brooks running shorts for me, fuel belt for Mike, a copy of Dean's book Ultramarathon Man, and a 2 for 3 packaging of Gu with the new Lemon Sublime flavor...yes, consumerism at its best. Just kidding.
Anyway...last night was a friend's bachelorette party...in which I pulled a "mouse." ....except I didn't hurt my eye, and I didn't go to the hospital. I just managed to royally f-up my left ankle and knee. Yes, I fell off of a makeshift stripper stage while dancing (I wasn't actually stripping or anything...there was a male revue earlier that evening and said strip joint turned into a pretty fun club hours later). Drinks were being sloshed ALL over the place and as a result, Barb went tumbling to her doom. So this morning, my ankle is swollen to the size of Montana and the inside of my left knee is 5 fabulous shades of blue, purple, black, green and yellow.
Brilliant. Consider this to be reason #348974 why I should not be allowed to wear heels. EVER. And the thing is, they were only an inch and a half. I am soooo super lame.
The tentative plan yesterday was to run 2-3 miles today. And now, since running appears to be out of the question...I'm hoping for a casual 1-2 mile walk later today (assuming Mike lets me).
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 9:40 AM
12 Camper Comments:
Don't worry I have more excuses of why not to wear high heels myself. God love tennis shoes and sandals.
Good effort on the run and sounds like a fun party!
hahaha! oh man. too funny. at least you can cover your ankle and knee up so that you don't have everyone on earth asking what happened. My dad informed everyone in the two pews in front of us in church today that I, "got drunk and fell over" and that's why I have black eyes. good grief.
hope the ankle/knee are feeling better. And don't sweat the bad run... we all have days like that, especially in the hot summer!
i have orthotics. the custom ones the sports doc makes for you that are muchos $$. i got them b/c my knee was bothering me and they thought they might help. i truthfully don't know if that helped my knee get better but now i am used to wearing them. you are supposed to get new imprints made every few years but i don't think i am going to to b/c these seem okay and my knee insurance doesn't cover them. i have 2 pairs so in case one has to get refurbished which they occasionally do i can still run. plus that allows me not to be freakishly attached to them. if i lost one and couldn't run (i'm so used to them now) i would be PISSED and having 2 pairs allows me to live my life in a better mental place (but i still never check them on airplanes).
i didn't mean knee insurance...i meant health insurance :)
ooh sorry about the buises. I many times have woken up going, "hmm...my ankle is really swolen...i wonder what happened last night :-) "
Good effort on the run...sorry your tum hurt so bad. Jason and I had a way less than stellar run today and it was really nice temps out! Everyone has a bad day, it's just important to get back out there the next week and try again (at least that is what I am telling myself at the moment)
Hello? Drinking and heels NEVER mix, that's why you take them off! You can't afford an injury before the marathon!
Yes...I have orthotics...I'll email you about the issues I was having...too labor intensive (and BORING) to put here.
Ya know what though...I get that sloshy around feeling too....It makes me really feel like I am weighted down. What to do??
Hang in there, Barb! You were out there, and that's what matters.
Your loyal mentee,
Margie
I always knew that mouse woman was a bad influence. I'm thinking we may have to institute a rule where all RBF ladies going out for a night on the town must wear full body armor.
Hope your knee and ankle get better quickly.
o.m.g. that was too funny!!but at least you were injured doing something fun!
i hope it heals up fast :)
Sorry the run wasn't a lot of fun! But at least your hip was ok. See, it could have been worse!
I hate that sloshing feeling too. I always end up doing that to myself when I wait to long to start drinking water on the long runs. Then I guzzle it and feel sick. Will I ever learn?
I hope you heal fast! At least it sounds like you had fun, and you have a good story out of it.
Ha! I was wondering how sloshy stomachs and stripper stages went together!!!!
I wore orthotics with an old pair of shoes and it helped tremendously with my blisters. I don't wear them now with my Mizunos!!
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