10 ish Miles

Sunday morning began with a light drizzle and plenty of clouds. The drizzle was over by the time Casey and I started a 10.5 mile run. It was chilly and breezy.

Max joined us for the first 2.5. It felt quick, but the watch told me it wasn't. After a short break dropping off the 4 legged running companion, we headed out for the remaining 8. My breathing was sporadic. We had stopped a couple of times during the first 2.5 due to dogs wanting to say hi to Max. But I figured the short break would have allowed me to get everything back under control.

By mile 3 or 4 it was just really rough. Just wasn't a good running day for me I guess. I'm not 100% sure what the deal was, but by later in the run low blood sugar became an apparent issue. So maybe it was just kind of not ideal from the start. With Red Bird Lane looming in the distance for the stint between 6 and 8, I was a bit nervous. I knew I could get through it, but not well. The first hill had me crawling. I did better coming back. But then I was done. My head was light and I felt puffy-dizzy. The last two miles I talked to my belly button, started and stopped my watch at the wrong times while talking walk breaks, became really grumpy and couldn't stop thinking about downing a can of Pepsi. I was pretty happy to eat some yogurt with chocolate chips back at the Gways. When I got home, I drank most of a Coke...heaven.

Splits...though they became very off towards the end since I couldn't seem to consistently start and stop my watch (I was stopping it when we'd start running after a walk break even though I never stopped it in the first place). Way worse than I've been doing. Never was in the 10:15 arena.

Mile 1- 10:22
Mile 2- 10:47
Mile 3- 10:30
Mile 4- 10:43
Mile 5- 10:51
Mile 6- 10:47
Mile 7- 11:18 (but this could be off)
Mile 8- 12:02 (definitely off)
Mile 9 - 12:30 (definitely off)

Watch ended up showing 9.5 miles, but we think we ran 10 or 10.5. Took a wrong turn at one point - and with my bad watch operation...not sure! But it was at least 10.

In about an hour I have an appointment with the allergist to see if I need anything else for the breathing. I just want to make sure I'm doing all I can on my end, and then I'll go from there. Chest never tightened, airway never really was restricted, but I still wheeze on my exhales.