I ran.
I tweaked the last 3 intervals to be run 30 seconds walk one minute six times... and at the end I have never felt worsely better. Translating in such a way is acceptable here.
I felt like I was going to barf. I did mostly sprint-pace for the running intervals, and when I stepped into the kitchen, I felt extremely nauseous. I rushed to the toilet, lifted the lid, and then I realized I DON'T want to barf... I'm definitely dehydrated. So I rushed to gulp some iced tea like it was the first drink I've seen in ages.. and it passed.
I have never run to the point of nausea before.. and I'm proud of having that "typical" moment.
After the fluid was in my body, I felt GREAT.
FANTASTIC.
So bloody great.
I am becoming a runner... and no- I'm not naive. Yes, I do realize this is my first day doing an actual training plan. No, I do not take back anything I said. Yes, I am questioning and responding to myself.
Hi self.
30 June 2011
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