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Frederick Running Festival

Great to see so many smiling faces running in the 5k and Half Marathon this weekend.  I had a great time doing back to back races 12 hours apart 5K at 6pm on Saturday and Half Marathon on Sunday at 7am.  Well sorta a great time.  The 5K was fun, but hot and humid for May in Maryland.  I don't think I ever recovered from the humidity.  I got home, grabbed a bite and drank water and gatorade and went to bed early.  I ate a banana and tortilla at 3am and felt ok.

Then all HELL broke out.  I did not expect any records or anything, but I thought I could easily run a 220 or 230 time because I had done that so many times in practice.  I did not expect anything more than that and would be happy with the calorie burn and medals. 

Well at mile 6, everything "fell apart."  My tummy was NOT happy.  I had to make my pit stop at the potty and then at mile 8 and mile 10 ....11.  At mile 12, I thought all I can do is finish....I don't care if I have to skip to the finish, but I will get there.  I FINISHED in 2hour54 min after walking the last 4 miles with stomach cramps, nausea, headache...etc. 

My next half is not until Baltimore Half in Oct.  I have plenty of time to revamp my entire eating strategy.  I really don't care too much about time or PR, but I do care about not feeling well, happy and excited about my accomplishment. 

For today, I am humble and grateful to have finished. 


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