"Yes sir. Oh, it's my turn. Ok, I'll take the half and half. Lasagna and eggplant parm. A mirror pond would be great." I'm sitting at dinner with some co workers. Sounds like a good dinner order right? I thought so as well, until I realized that I still had a 45 minute run to do tonight. Oh well, it's just food right? But then the soup came, then some salad, and finally a full plate of pasta...plus two beers. Oh man, this might be a tough run.
So I check into my hotel and make my way to the room. I quickly change into my running clothes without thinking twice. This way I can't second guess my decision. I grab my IPOD and head to the gym for my hampster run. I'm feeling pretty good about 15 minutes in yet my stomach is so full I can't even think about drinking water. Another 10 minutes of solid effort and I'm starting to hurt. I feel like I have a baby in my stomach and I'm starting to burp up dinner. Internal thinking, "Trevor this isn't good. You should really stop." Other side (voice) of my brain (the voice that talks the rational side into such things as Ironman), "Don't listen to this Trevor, keep running. You have to get your miles in. Ironman is 3 months away." What's a guy to do? Well of course I keep running...
I make it to about 30 minutes and finally have to shut the treadmill off. No more. I feel like I'm going to puke. I decide 30 min is close enough and head back to the room. To summarize:
1)Large portions of italian food and beer are not good pre run components.
2)Listening to the voices in my head doesn't work. I always end up listening to the crazy one.
Off to bed now, got to make up a few miles in the morning :)
-T
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