No, I didn't fall.
Our 5 mile run is one of my favorites. It seems really easy - like it is all downhill. I think it has to do with where the uphills are located and how steep they are that makes them hard to notice and easy to forget. However, this Wednesday, the 5 miler seemed harder than normal. My excuse: Lost. I was up until 11pm watching the 3 hour season premiere of Lost the night before so I only got 7 hours of sleep. I was tired.
We finished the run and I felt great. We came inside and I started feeling cold and nauseous. I drank some water and ate some dried fruit and nuts then went to take a shower. I warmed up and came back downstairs to sit on the couch. I did not feel good. Luckily Mike had made white rice and grilled chicken for dinner - perfect for an upset stomach. I ate what I could and pretty much passed out at 9.
Here's what I learned from this little experience: I need sleep and I need to work on eating right (I didn't really eat lunch Wednesday). Running 15+ miles a week requires that I take care of myself, apparently :)
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