I got up at 6am to get some porridge in me, and pottered about for an hour to digest it.
I set off, resenting the early start, and was pleasantly surprised by the nice weather.
Settling at a decent pace was hard. I think this is another problem I get when I'm carrying stuff - in this case drinks. I was trying a new route though so thought I'd get there eventually.
I started to grumble to myself about how annoying this was, which I knew wasn't helpful, but I couldn't help myself.
Half a mile before my turnaround mark, my stomach started to feel a bit weird. I just thought it was being odd as it was the morning, so tried to put it to the back of my mind, as I didn't need another mental roadblock holding me back.
On the way back, it happened again, and this time I had to stop as it felt like Etna was rumbling in there.
I started again, but at a slower pace as that seemed to make it easier, but that only lasted about 20 minutes until it felt like I was gonna explode.
There's a leisure centre on the new route, so I thought I'd try to pop in there as I passed it, but it wasn't open that early on a Sunday - which I found odd.
Don't get me wrong, I don't know much about leisure centres/gyms, but I just assumed they opened early so the keep-fitters could feel the burn nice and early.
In this case, I was wrong.
So I kept going - more slow-jogging than running now - in an almost bent over way.
I won't describe what happened when I went home, but it's certainly added something to my pre-run preparations, which now looks like this:
- eat early, and give good length of time to digest
- hydrate properly - before, during and after
- mentally prepare for it, and try not to find the reasons it's hard
So, more planning before training runs needed!
Joyous.
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