Miles: 9.01
Minutes: 1:14:20
Stupid Strides
My “I’m so stupid” look!
I should have titled this post “Stupid Things I’ve Done” but that would require more bandwith than allowed plus “stupid” is currently the “s-word” in our house. So I just titled it, “Doh!” and we’ll discuss a few awful mistakes I made yesterday and the consequences.
After charging through a litany of stray calls, deadlines, and trying to finish everything in time my day clipped by without hardly noticing what time it was. I KNEW I had to get a run in, even if it was later in the day.
When it was about 6 and I decided to go run I had consumed approximately 1 banana, 1 bowl of granola and 1 english muffin…all day. Washed down by probably 3 glasses of water and that’s it. Mistake #1.
When I left to run I naturally I forgot my electrolytes (I’m a big Nuun fan) for my water, but did the 9-miles anyway. Anyone who has ever run with me knows I’m part camel. I can do 10 miles and drink 30 ounces no problem. On a 20-miler, I’ll down 40 ounces, not stop to pee and spend the last 2 miles wishing I had even more water with me. My water bottles tasted funny so I didn’t really drink much while running. Mistakes #2 & 3.
Celebrating in style….
Got home, rushed to get ready for dinner and may not have had anything to eat and just pounded a quick glass of water before I left. Mistake #4.
Enter Cafe Bizou, a very busy, very adorable little French cafe where my family was celebrating a special occasion.
The said quaint adorable little restaurant also only housed one little stall in the bathroom. This is where I was likely found hanging my head over the trash can dry heaving with completely numb palms, the chills and sporting a fantastic shade of Casper white.
Fantastic.
Dehydration folks. It’s no joke.
Luckily I pounded a few glasses of water and swallowed a half a loaf of bread whole and somewhat recovered quickly.
Enjoyed a fantastic evening with family and remembered why it’s okay to be OCD about my water intake.
Somewhere in there is my family and I.
