3 Miles & a Pit Stop

Last night I got out for my scheduled 3 mile run.  I just ran on the driveway (our driveway is 2 miles one way) because I didn't feel like mapping out another spot.  I grabbed my precious running partner, Tallie (my dog) and headed down the road.  The first mile went pretty well.  I was sucking wind a little bit, but that is to be expected when I haven't worked out much for the better of a month or so.

At about 1.2 miles my stomach began to do somersaults.  The familiar feeling of nausea I get when I start a running routine was back and I had to get to the bathroom...fast!  Lucky for me Dustin's sister lives on down the road (we're total hicks, I admit) and no one was home!  I decided I could make it for a few more minutes until I turned around, then jetted inside their house for a quick pit stop.

This helped me until I had about half a mile left to go, when that familiar urge came back.  At one point I stopped in the middle of the road and said "shit, shit, shit!"  (LITERALLY)  I had to walk for about .2 miles but was able to run the last bit home.

After I got back, I made homemade lentil potato soup.  The lentils were a bit of a disaster because after I'd rinsed them, I set them on the counter for a minute.  Apparently, I didn't set them all the way on the counter, because as soon as I turned my back on them, they crashed all over the kitchen floor.  I could have picked them up and washed them again, but my kitchen floor isn't something I'd eat off of.  I have a dog that resides in the house.  She sheds sometimes.  Enough said.

Anyway, before dinner was ready, I started to get really nauseous.  Instead of eating dinner with Dustin, I had to lay moan on the couch and watch him eat.  About an hour later I finally decided I could keep food down, and was able to eat some soup.

Thoughts:

• Until Monday, I've been eating like crap.  Not crap like I used to, but crap for what I eat like now.  So, now that I'm back on the healthy eating wagon, my stomach probably isn't used to so many veggies and good foods.  Go figure.
• When I started running in January, I had similar episodes when running on the treadmill.  It took a few weeks for me to get my diet down so that I wasn't having this problem.  Also, I think running is something your body just needs to adjust to.  Obviously my lack of exercise has made my body not recognize what real exercise is.
• I wish I would have picked a training plan that started sooner.  Not because I don't think I'll be trained enough for my half, but because I am dedicated (so far) to this plan.  I think a reason I didn't exercise much before the plan was because I knew I'd be starting it soon, so I put it off.  Lesson learned.