First of all, I’m sorry for my lack of activity! Life got a little bumpy there for awhile. They’re much better now and I’ve got new and exciting things going on…so I’m going to present you all with a cautionary tale. This tale goes for everyone, regardless of size!
So Wednesday night, I couldn’t sleep. I was pretty exhausted by the end of work. On top of it, I didn’t eat much during the day. My right knee had a twinge of pain off and on throughout the day, but I thought I had slept on it wrong a night or two before. When I got home from work, we went to the gym for our usual workout.
By the way, my usual workout training for Couch To 5K. I KNOW!!
Anyway, I get through the first run & walk for this week. Then I got to the first long run. It was brutal. I draped my hoodie over the display so I couldn’t see how much time was left. I dug and dug and dug until it was over. I finished the three minute run at 5.1 (4.6 duration, 5.1 30 sec sprint). The following long walk seemed SO short. Then I had to run the short time again. It was terrible! My brain was fuzzy, I couldn’t catch my breath, and my form had taken a huge nose dive. I debated doing the last run while I did the short walk.
And then like an idiot, I started running for three more minutes.
I had to hold onto the treadmill. I had to do more than hold onto the treadmill. I had to cling to it for dear life. Something just wasn’t right. I stepped off and kind of collapsed against the treadmill. I took a sip of water and tried to jump back on. I couldn’t get more than 2 or 3 more seconds in and I stepped off again, and this time it seemed involuntarily. I was mad at myself. I was exhausted, pushed WAY too far, and all I could do was lean over and cry on the treadmill.
UGH. Just goes to show that no, you cannot skimp on sleep and you cannot skimp on food. These are hard lessons to learn.