Well, for those of you who follow me on other forms of social media (Instagram, Twitter), you may know that Sunday didn’t quite pan out quite like I expected. I never got around to writing my goals for the race (that was my plan for Friday, life had other plans), but I never had high hopes for a fast race. I just wanted to put out a good effort with the fitness that I have.
Like I just said, life had other plans.
I got home from work on Thursday and didn’t feel that great and felt rather tired – not totally unusual, although my day wasn’t that stressful. Sometimes work seems a bit dry, and if I don’t drink enough water at work, I don’t feel the best when I come home. I was in bed by 9:30 (that’s really early for me) and asleep by 10:30. I slept terribly and woke up feeling even worse. I had a small cough and some body aches, so I took some Tylenol and headed to my physical therapy appointment, followed by picking up my bib.
I immediately came home and felt terrible. My body hurt even worse, my cough was getting worse, and I eventually hit a temperature of 101.2. Of course.
The flu has apparently been going around the staff on my unit (where basically everyone except two people got the flu shot, so fail, CDC, fail) and it finally got to me. On Friday night, I had a strong feeling I’d be out for the race on Sunday, but I figured I’d wait and see how I felt when I woke up on Saturday. Naturally, I woke up feeling even worse – it was as though someone had put sandbags over my entire body, not to mention a fever that kept breaking, leaving me to sweat through all my clothes and sheets. Add a cough and the fact that I almost fell over taking a shower, and I certainly couldn’t run a half marathon. I cancelled my entry to defer until next year. (Although reading the fine print, it appears as though you can’t cancel after you pick up your bib, which I certainly hope is not the case. I promise I didn’t give it to anyone, it’s still in the plastic bag…)
The benefit of Nyquiling yourself at 7:30pm is that you wake up at 7am for a couple hours before falling back asleep, so I woke up Sunday morning and was able to watch the NYC Half on TV while tracking people on my phone. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad that I wasn’t out there running with everyone. I’ve wanted to run this race for years, and to get the flu right before the race is just my luck. (I’m also sad that I had an entire weekend off from work and had to spend it sick in bed – I don’t get many weekends off.) Some people said how great it is that I listened to my body and didn’t push myself, but when you nearly pass out refilling your water, there’s definitely no way you can run a half marathon, so that’s that.
It was fun tracking people and watching people totally crush their races. And watching Molly (controversially? Unknown.) edge out Joyce at the finish was pretty cool. It made my already racing heart race a little bit more. Then I slept for four more hours. Ah, sick life.
I suppose the good news is that I don’t have any other races planned. I kind of wish I did, but I’m kind of glad I don’t. I really don’t like racing when I can’t actually RACE, and I’m not in shape to do much of anything. With the ongoing groin and calf pain, I’m not sure what the answer is. The PA I saw told me to “take it easy” after the half, although I’m not sure what that means. Not run? Only run a few miles? I’d like the pain to go away, which it did when I took off the month of November, but then it came back. Without a race on the horizon, maybe it’s time to take some more time off to really get this figured out. I’d like to run a fall marathon (I know, I know…), so taking time off now might allow me to do that pain free, I hope. With PT and a medical professional who actually seems to care, maybe that will help.
Of course, I can’t run in the current state that I’m in (I’m sitting on the couch instead of in bed, which is a big improvement from yesterday…), so I’ll take this week off anyway, and then this weekend we’re leaving for Jackson Hole to go skiing. (Eric is staying far away from me so I don’t get him sick.) That will be another week of being “forced” not to run, which I suppose is a good thing. I don’t really know what the answer is, but maybe it’s time to take up some spin classes…and hope that NYRR lets me into the half next year.
Congrats to everyone who ran – sounds like there were lots of spectacular races yesterday!