xohhjeez's Journal, 09 May 2016

So, let me just tell you how big of a disaster this 10k was that I ran on Saturday...

Well, I went into it thinking it would be challenging, but doable. Let me preface it by saying that I am NOT a runner. I am a lifter. I like lifting heavy things, and then slamming them back down. I like zumba. I like spinning. I have a love/hate relationship with Crossfit. I like Pilates and sometimes yoga. But I HATE RUNNING. I am 4'11, short and stocky with short little legs and huge wonder thighs and tiny feet.

Being completely honest, I really didn't want to run it in the first place. My trainer friend really pushed to into doing it, I really am not very good at saying no. But she's pushed me out of my comfort zone plenty of times before, and it usually isn't too bad. Shes the one that had me run my first 5k, and she got me into lifting and Crossfit, and I owe a lot of my past successes to her pushing me. But being that I get absolutely no pleasure in running, I definitely didn't train as much as I should have. I did think I trained enough to get by, but I should have trained more.

So, first and foremost, I definitely did not hydrate enough before the race, and I also didn't eat anything. I have a nervous stomach and I didn't want to drink too much for fear of needing to go to the bathroom. Which translated into not eating or drinking anything. Starting off, I actually didn't do too bad. I was able to run the first half of the race in a pretty decent time of 37ish minutes. I jogged the whole thing. At least I know now that I can do a 5k if need be. But the second half of the race was horrible. It got a lot sunnier and warmer, my feet got HORRIBLE blisters between mile 4-5, and I was just exhausted. I was spent. I had no energy. Ultimately I had to walk a bit, I couldn't jog the whole thing. I was cranky. My friend got really mad at me, she really wasn't as supportive or understanding as I would have liked, and every time I slowed down my body would get really bad chills and goosebumps. I ended up finishing almost last place. There were about 15 or so HALF MARATHONERS that started at the same time I did and beat me to the finish line (those people are insane).

However I did finish. I was able to jog the last little bit of the race and jog past the finish line. My fiance surprised me by being there. I cried like a baby, mainly out of sheer embarrassment for doing so poorly. I ended up going home and my body was freaking out. I couldn't eat or drinking without wanting to vomit, and at one point I did vomit. I took a small nap and felt a ton better, but I'm pretty sure I had some massive dehydration issues going on, or overheating or something. I almost contemplated going to the hospital if it got any worse, but luckily it didn't and I was able to relax a bit. I feel fine now, just some general soreness and gross blisters, and my ego was a little hurt.

Everyone keeps telling me though that I should be proud for finishing and even attempting it. I am proud, but I also would have liked to do a lot better. I know my friend who did it with me is disappointed and mad at me, and honestly at this point I don't even know if she's going to want to even continue being my friend. Which is petty, but I can see her using it as a reason to not really want to be friends anymore.

So moral of the story is that I will not doing any more races, unless its a simple 5k. I think I should be okay to do those, I may want to do a few fun runs during this summer, but that's it. I will definitely continue to stick with lifting.

Hope everyone has a wonderful week!

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987 kcal

Fat: 32.14g | Prot: 30.79g | Carb: 146.30g.   Breakfast: Safeway Sugar Free Apple & Cinnamon Instant Oatmeal, Green Tea. Lunch: Isaac's Tortellini Salad, Red Lobster Wood-Grilled Shrimp Tacos. Snacks/Other: Sugar, Green Mountain Coffee Hazelnut K-Cup, Coffee-Mate Chocolate Chip Cookie Creamer, Bananas. more...

2138 kcal

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