Well I started an 18 mile run. But finished it at 14. Yuck. I had the fuel, and motivation. But my knees where NOT cooperating. In fact, they are aching right now, as I sit here writing this blog post. What’s weird is that they don’t hurt while I’m running – stopping/starting is an issue, as are inclines. Luckily my run today was mostly flat, but at mile 6 I stopped into a gym for a bathroom break and my knees hurt so bad I couldn’t squat down onto the toilet.
I know why this is going on. I’m a bad runner.
I don’t stretch. I don’t take ice baths. I slack on hill work. I don’t cross train. Speed work is looked upon with disdain. I also don’t foam roll. I used to do all of these little things; back in the day, before children. Now, it’s walking in through the door from a long run, nurse the baby, make sure kiddo is fed, scarf something down really quick, and go on parenting. Hopefully showering somewhere in there.
Though I have some issues I know I need to take care of, some are a mystery to me. I had a headache, yet again, after the run. I know it wasn’t hydration related, nor fuel related. You’re going to think I’m crazy, but I think it has to do with my sports bras. Since I’m nursing, I find that one bra isn’t cutting it, and I’m currently doubling up.
It’s ridiculous – and it hurts. I think I’m going to have to bite the bullet and purchase one of the $50, crazy looking ones with the velcro/adjustable straps. I’m frugal, so spending more than $20 on a single piece of hidden clothing that will just get drenched in sweat makes me cringe. We’ll see.
Another mystery issue – my stomach. No surprise. I found an energy gel [hammer gel :: mountain huckleberry] that I absolutely love. It agrees with my stomach, and I also had a couple Nutrilite chews that seemed to work as well.
But… the second I get home, my stomach starts churning, and its off to the bathroom I go. Granted, I’m thankful that my stomach at least waits until I’m done running to do this nonsense… but I’d like to avoid it completely if I could. I don’t remember having had this issue before but I’m also an old geezer now that has to actually pay attention to what my body is saying. *sigh*
Anyway. We’re off to watch my husband ruck march a St. Patty’s Day race, as well as do the whole beer and food thing. Well, I’ll be doing the food thing. And lots of it.