September 10 was a gorgeous day, and my hubby and I ran our first 10K race. It went really well. My pace was good, and after crossing the finish line, I discovered that the race organizers made a mistake in where they placed the starting/finish line, and the race was a quarter-mile longer than a 10K. So, rather than 6.2, it was 6.45. I felt great, and I was eager to begin training for my next 10K, which would be in 5 weeks.
BAM! I got sick. Headaches and sore throat and cough. I tried to run anyway and discovered that running when you have a cough isn't a good idea. So, I rested and recovered. Started to feel good and was excited to get back into my training regime...BAM! Sinus infection. My husband and I ran anyway. I thought my head would explode, but made it 3.5 miles at a snails' pace. The next day was a rest day, but I woke up feeling better and started imagining my next run, then KABLOWIE! I got hit with a vicious GI infection and ended up in the ER. 3 liters of IV fluid and some really strong drugs got me through.
Here I am today...two weeks before my next 10K. Only two runs under my belt since my last race a month ago. I am feeling better but still foggy. Gonna try to run tomorrow--easy run to start building strength and stamina.
There's just really something to having a race on your calendar to keep you motivated.
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