I have done the unforgiven…. I walked during a run. Tonight I ate 2 brats, a huge helping of french fries, a double portion of cole slaw and a heaping bowl of ice cream for dessert. About 30 minutes after this feast I was bored so I went out for a nice long run. My knee was hurting a bit, but I thought I would give it a test and head out down Leonard Street westward. About 3 miles in my gut cramped to the point of nausea. I ran 2.2 more miles and stopped…. that is right… just plain stopped running. I have never done this (other than waiting for road crossings. The shame I have brought upon my household is immense. My run was 10.4 miles, but I walked for .1 miles; therefore I didn’t record the sad tenth of a mile. I don’t even know how to classify this run… distance? I didn’t run the 14 miles I intended… it wasn’t that hilly… it certainly wasn’t normal… and with the walking and the cramping it wouldn’t qualify as a speed run either. This run was sad – I will never run after a smorgasbord again!
-
Recent Comments
Lauren on I Love the Smell of Running in… Ceana on A Series of Unfortunate Weathe… Eric on Triathlon bill on Resurrection gbrand on Resurrection
April 29, 2007 at 2:54 pm
Shame indeed! What if someone saw you walking? You should have kept running until you lost your brats. Walking on a run is more shameful than using a treadmill.
April 29, 2007 at 3:57 pm
It definitely ranks up there with the treadmill, but to be honest I did want to stop and check out the status of my knee too. cough…
April 29, 2007 at 4:28 pm
The only shame that you brought on your family was the way in which you sulked for the rest of the evening in a depressed, narcissistic fashion. Did I spell that right?
May 7, 2007 at 9:52 pm
what kind of ice cream?
May 12, 2007 at 8:01 am
Today’s the day to show the fruits of your labor. Hope the Riverbank goes well for both you and Garry.
May 13, 2007 at 4:25 am
Good job on the Riverbank, Bill. I love you.