Where’d she go?

Things weighing on me:

Slow slow (screw you, WIND!) 17-miler Sunday (by heart rate–the wind really does slow you down. Wow.) Then a 10-miler this morning that left me hunched over for a good 3 miles just PRAYING I’d get to a bathroom in time. Thanks, stomach. So yeah, didn’t quite nail that tempo pace at the end. Boo.

I know this is no big deal, and that I’m completely in control of reacting like a normal person–and not being a headcase. I know that sometimes your stomach just acts up (and frankly, I’d rather have that happen today, than, say on May 22.)

I know I didn’t suddenly become slower because of a bad run. And yet, I just feel so…sad about it.

What happened to that girl who was brave enough to line up with a 1:45 pacer a couple weeks ago? Who had the guts to put it in writing that she’s going for 3:40 in Fargo?

I don’t feel like her today.

1 Response to “Where’d she go?”


  1. 1 amyreinink May 3, 2010 at 8:48 pm

    As a runner whose stomach frequently betrays her, I completely sympathize. But I also know how important it is to remember that those bad stomach days (or the slow days, or the tired days) are the flukes, not the gutsy days, and that getting through those ugly fluke days will ultimately make us stronger.


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