C-Run

That was the most craptacular run. I had such high hopes! I guess the hacking in the car should have clued me in to how difficult this run was to be. Or not be.

I had no lungs whatsoever :( I was wheezing too much, and not allowed to use an inhaler anymore (it can send me into Wenckebach) I didn't want to push it. So I walked until my heart rate dropped to below 150, then ran for about a minute and I was back at 170. Ya, I'm still sick.

So I turned around, walked to the last park bench, and listened to the DNTO podcast. I felt like an utter failure, watching everyone else able to run and not keel over. That day will come again, I just need to get better.

When Steve finished his 12km and was complaining his hamstring was really bothering him, I took it as my queue to suggest we go to the Market and stop at Lush. He bought the Marathon bubble bar, and I bought Big Blue (photo on the right). This will be consolation for the C-run.

And I will enjoy it.

I'll try my run again tomorrow.