Yesterday was an odd day. I was sick. I say it was strange because I was very nauseous, kept getting dizzy and having hot flashes. And all I wanted to do was lay flat so the world would stop spinning.
I hadn’t felt good the previous day either. But I had attributed that to post-party malaise (aka a hangover). Hubby was confused because he felt fine and had imbibed much more than I.
But then my body can be weird like that.
I never got sick, sick. No hugging the porcelain god, if you know what I mean. But I sure felt lousy.
Maybe it was my body reacting to my brain’s assertion that I plan to run a 10-mile race in October.
“You’re going to do what? Ha, think again! Take this…” my body said.
Today I feel much better. So far anyway. Of course, I felt fine on Monday morning, too. It hit all of a sudden.
Hopefully, today will be different. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
On another note, I’ve worked out a plan to train for this 10-miler. It doesn’t start with a three-mile run either. It starts SLOWLY. With walking. So my muscles and bones can get used to the added stress before I try to run. It seems logical enough. And way more realistic. I’ll let you know how things are going.