Physio-illogical

Whenever I run I have all these things I think about and think 'I need to blog that'. Then I collapse in a heap when I get home, and can't remember what I wanted to write. So, despite being in Austin, I'm going to take a minute and write this!

I had a good run on Saturday, and thought maybe I'd get one in on Sunday after I got to Texas. Unfortunately, not only did I get to bed late on Saturday, I woke up a mere two hours later with a hellacious sore throat. And that's point number one. My one week bonking episode caused me to get sick! Yes, that's what happened. After I started running and doing triathlons, I noticed I never got sick. I used to get chest colds/coughs a few times a year... and that completely stopped. So I became a true believer that exercise really does impact your immunity. Whenever I take off a week or more, I catch a cold. So, I caught a cold, had a fever and two hours sleep, late flight, and... they lost my luggage! I got to the hotel and passed out, and was awakened at 8:00 by a phone call indicating they were delivering my luggage. Thank God! So, no run on Sunday.

I slept great last night, but decided against the 6 a.m. fitness run. I made it through the day fine, and decided to kick this cold in the rear and go for a jog. There is a great park/trail here that runs along the river, so I just planned on jogging down there from the hotel, and seeing how I felt. I went ahead and put my gps watch on, because I'm stupidly addicted to it... I don't care how slow I am, I want proof! I hit the road and felt surprisingly good, despite difficulty swallowing and snot flying everywhere (nice visual for you). I got on the trail and latched on to a girl in front of me. At 2.54 miles I turned around, but didn't look at the time. At 3.2 miles I happened to look at my watch, and it said 23:54... now visualize my head swiveling on my shoulders as I do a double take. I'm running a sub 8 minute pace, and I'm sick, low on sleep, and traveling! That's when I thought up the term physio-illogical!

I also saw someone who looked familiar on the trail... and had another 'thank God' moment. None of my exes live in Texas! :)

p.s. I wrote this from my phone, so if it looks like crap... well, you know why.