This weekend marked the first of three 20 mile runs mapped out in my marathon training program. I was extremely optimistic about this run, given the 19 miler had gone so well, the weekend prior. However, a new set of conditions presented themselves, leading to a more challenging run.
This was my first long run, downtown Minneapolis. I wasn't sure which way to venture, so early in the morning, and still be dark. I had to start my run at 5:00AM so I could finish before taking my athletes to athletic retreat. It was hot and humid, and I always seem to struggle in those conditions. Suited with my purple powerade in my fuel belt, and Pomegranate Blueberry chews on me, I ran. And I ran. And I ran. There were many stops where I wondered if it was worth it. I was sad that Jeremy wasn't by my side, telling me to keep going, and to stay strong. I could feel the salt from my body, covering my skin. But I finished the run!!! And I celebrate because I finished that run!
I immediately got back to my room to do some stretching, knowing that a little sorenes would soon ensue--which is only normal. I then proceeded to take my first ice bath. I know they are extremely good for recovery, but I haven't been an athlete who took advantage of this information. Because I knew I had a busy weekend ahead, I figured an ice bath may be to my advantage. I jumped in the tub of cold water, and poured the big container of ice over my legs. I could only muster about 5 minutes in the tub, before I needed out. A warm shower then became much appreciated. After my shower, I took off for Wisconsin, with the Runnin Rams for a weekend of running and conditioning :)
When we got to camp, the ladies did an easy 3 mile run (chalking up my mileage to 23 miles for the day). Later on in the afternoon/evening, I started getting a sore throat. I went to bed that night, having a difficult time swallowing. I then woke up feeling like my head was not attached to my body, and a stuffy nose to go along with it all.
Needless to say, as much as I understand how valuable ice baths are to recovery, I don't know that my body was prepared to go from extreme humidity, to extreme cold, and right back out to extreme humidity. I'm thinking that's what got me sick. I don't think I'm completely opposed to the ice bath, but I do think the next time I take one, I won't go right back outside in the humidity. Lesson learned.
Still battling the cold. But I have stalked up on tissues, Theraflu (my drug of choice), and throat drops.
But the beautiful part of all the madness is that the XC season is full swing. It is such a joy to get to see the Runnin Rams, twice a day! They truly bring such great joy to my heart! I think a fair statement would be that they bring immense joy to my heart, and Trey and I bring immense pain to their bodies, at least during pre-season :)