That is me. Stupid Girl.
I had something funky bad going on with my stomach on Saturday so the trail run or even road run was out. On Sunday morning I was running at 6:15am. Morning runs have such a peace about them. The birds even sound happier before all of the traffic and hustle/bustle off the day begins.
About 9 miles into the run my stomach started cramping...again. It never felt that great to begin with but the further I went the worse it became. Still the rest of my body felt great so I continued to push on. I kept telling myself that training for MMTR would be hard so deal with it and keep running. At mile 10 I received the final warning(aka gas) and I knew a bathroom would have to be found immediately! At best I was a mile from the house and began to walk. This helped at first but within seconds I am in panic zone and scouting out a “place” to go. Thank God for the woods and the toilet paper I stuffed in my fuel belt at the last minute that morning. One day I am going to get a nice case of poison ivy. How leaves... three...four... I should probally know this.
The STUPID part comes once I arrive home. I take out my fuel bottles and realize that at best I only had 6 oz. of water for my entire long run. Very stupid! Dehydrated… sure. After the fainting spell from last year you would think that I would have learned the huge importance of taking in the proper fluids. I was so focused on my stomach issues that I quickly forgot about hydrating myself.
Lesson learned…. I promise!
Side note: Picture of tattoo on next post. Rock On!!!