Did you hear the one about the runner who went out for a long run and spent the last half walking? That happened to me last weekend on what was supposed to be a relatively easy 1hour and 50 minute training run. For a variety of reasons it didn't work out quite as planned.
It began with a great meal Friday night. Sally is a fabulous cook and we enjoyed fresh Halibut over a bed of sauteed greens. Lots of great protein but not much in the way of carbohydrates. My fault entirely.
Combined with that was that I was fighting some kind of giddy head feeling. My late Grandmother often referred to a general malice as having a 'Giddy Head'. Instead of a shorter run, I pressed ahead with the LSD and figured a daytime cold/sinus pill would work. Well, it did for the first 60 minutes.
And to compound the situation, my pre-run breakfast consisted of a single piece of bread and a small yogurt. As you can see, I was heading for disaster...it was only going to be a matter of time.
At around an hour into my 2 hour run the inevitable happened: I crashed. Slowed to a shuffle then finally walking. That sucked!
In the end I managed to get in 1 hour and 50 minutes of training...too bad the last half was walking.
Until next time...